Ok, so let me start off by saying that I always sit in a specific area on the crosstown bus. I don’t know why, but I migrate toward the middle section where the four seats face inward. It’s that part that has the accordian flaps that seem to disconnect you from the rest of the bus when it makes a turn.

 Anyways, yesterday I sat across from this woman who was wearing a skirt and knee highs. I know, it doesn’t necessarily sound like a problem, but since her legs were on the large side, they were more like mid-calf highs. And, when she sat down, her skirt rode up a few inches, displaying her lovely beige stockings and bare knees.

Like everyone, I have a few pet peeves, and serious fashion faux pas are one of them. Unfortunately, fashion faux pas are like bad car accidents - you can’t stop staring at them. I tried to adjust my line of view, though, (my next best option was to watch a woman knitting furiously) and mentally wished her good luck on her next outfit choice. 

Today on the bus, I headed for my usual spot. I sat in the same seat as last night and who’s sitting across from me? Knee-High Lady! Tonight, for my viewing pleasure, she was wearing a black and white skirt and black fishnets that again stopped at her calves. Once I convinced myself that this wasn’t a serious case of deja vu, just a really freaky coincidence, I realized that she clearly does not own a mirror and therefore, has no idea what she looks like. 

I made myself stop looking because I was starting to get annoyed with her again. I turned my head to the left to look out the window across from me and who do I see? Knitting Lady! In the same seat! Knitting furiously again! I thought I was being punk’d. I’m pretty sure The Twilight Zone music started playing in the background.

“You are freakin’ out, MAN.”

Posted by cher on Wednesday, August 22nd, 2007 at 11:34 pm.