i was walking the dags around last night after work. heading up milwaukee street toward fair oaks, i see this guy on a bicycle; no one else is around. as soon as he gets out of my peripheral vision, i hear what sounds like a bike colliding with a parked car.
i looked.
it was him. he ran into a parked car because he was staring at me. i’d like to think it’s cuz i’m hott, but i think he was just reading my shirt.
i also publicly shared my feeling bad for him on craigslist.
