i was thinking about this all day.

i'm on the train to work in the morning. stop after i get on, a child molester gets on. mid 30s, short, brown hair peaking out from his asscrack. as we're standing near to each other, we make eye contact a few times -- you know, that 'i just caught you looking at me, and you just caught me looking at you' kinda eye contact.

as it goes, nothing is said. we get off, go our separate ways, never to see each other again.

for some reason today i decide that i'm no longer going to dunkin donuts for coffee. overpriced, not that good. i go to the guy who sells guns and crack on the street from his booth (this is very common in nyc) because it's cheaper and i can save $175 a year (i figured on this the entire train ride as i was exchanging looks).

i grab my gun and turn to walk to my workplace just two blocks down. walking stride-for-stride right in front of me: you guessed it, him. odd, i think. he sees me. i can feel a bad vibe between us.

i start wondering when he's going to turn to go into some schoolyard. he doesn't, and walks into my building. we walk up to the elevator together. a bunch of people get on. he presses floor 6. i work on floor 5.

this could get interesting.

Just ask for his name.

I'll give this one an A for effort.

i managed to take a picture of him though...

how old r u? if you're over 6 you dont have a problem

but, he would be my best friend.