Weirdo weekend
This past weekend, I've met a fair share of weirdos on public transit... Let me start with the first individual that I saw...
On Friday evening, I was taking the metro to go to Jeunesse Lambda. When I got on the metro, there was a dude there, and he didn't look the cleanest, had very long hair, looked a bit disheveled. I didn't want to judge or stare, so I just minded my own business. All of a sudden, he started rambling on and being very vulgar. I didn't pay too much attention to what he was saying, but I heard traces of stop thinking so highly of yourself and staring at me... I did get a glimpse of what he was carrying in one of his bags, and it was a big bottle of beer...
On Saturday afternoon, as I was returning home from my class at the YMCA, I got on the metro, and look and behold, it's the same dude as yesterday. He hasn't changed his clothing, and I think he still had his bottle from before, but I wasn't too sure. I got off the metro, and he was still on it...
On Saturday evening, I went to Fo Lam buffet. Fo Lam is a Chinese buffet, but it is situated about 30 - 40 minutes away from where I live (I need to take the metro to the terminus, and then a bus). I enjoyed my buffet, and then after, I was waiting for a bus to take me back to the terminal station, and there was this guy who was rambling on (in English) about the creative mind, and how it's endless, and how that people are trying to stop it, and he can't be stopped. He said that we don't need another wave of Nazism in Quebec, etc. etc.... He got off at the terminal station, but he didn't end up taking the metro.
And then today (Sunday), in the afternoon, after I finished eating a greasy spoon breakfast, and I'm on my way to teach an aerobics class, I met someone who was carrying this big wooden box/crate thing, that looked like a half broken down cabinet of sorts... And about half way through, he started mumbling again... He got off the metro before I needed to get off.
So, three very special people (perhaps special in the sense of eating glue?), and four sightings... I think I deserve a break and I should go for all you can eat sushi, but my wallet and the hole in it says no.
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