It's not uncommon to smell alcohol in people's breath on BART, especially in the late afternoons as people are coming home from happy hour or whatver.
This morning, however, at 8:15am, I sat next to a passenger, a professional, clean-cut looking middle aged man with a suit, tie and high-end briefcase, smelling like he just spent over $200 in a bar. I didn't even need to try to smell the alcochol. The drunken scent was all over. I felt like I was in a return flight from Las Vegas.
You should have smelled the crowd coming home from Kaboom on Saturday. Maybe on Monday morning you still could... That reminds me... There is a regular that I see in the morning. Very unassuming looking fellow, dressed in typical SF tech casual... you can smell the mari-roma cloud follow him every time he gets on the train. Obviously, every day he has a wake-and-bake routine, and he either makes no effort to be discreet about it, or is completely unaware. I even once overheard somebody comment "It smells like skunk in here!"Njyu
I can top that. There is a Hispanic gentleman who gets on everyday in the mornings at the south city station going north who smells like 80's cologne. I swear this guy must of gotten the deal of deals to buy that amount of 80's cologne. I do know that 80's cologne smell anywhere. Remember, one time or another we all smelled like Drakkar Noir. Sir, if you are reading this please, please, please, put on just a little - do not swim in the stuff.
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