From the Dept. of Weird Stuff that Happens to Me

Yeah, this oughta be shared.

Last week sometime, around 8:30 p.m., I was on my way home from the 7-11 on 14th St. where I went on a Big Gulp run. Anyway, I was about 2 blocks from home, coming down the sidewalk alongside a nice new condo building, when I spot some dude taking a leak about 100 feet ahead.

- Not in the alley (seen that).

- Not against the building (seen that).

On the sidewalk. On a little dinky tree alongside the curb. Facing towards me.

Awwwwwww, I don't wanna see that! So I stopped dead in my tracks for a second, trying to decide how to evade this. And THEN, with his pants still open and his equipment still exposed, and with the piss still streaming out, he starts walking towards me!!!

Oh, no. NO FREAKING WAY. I immediately claimed the street as my escape route and hustled on past without even acknowledging. ('cept I think I was sort of yelling "Dios mio" as I passed by. Is that stereotyping? I think the dude was Latino...)

There were other people around but for whatever reason it seemed like they didn't notice any of this stuff. And you think I'm a space cadet...