missed connections, part 3.

Me: a slender twentysomething wearing a dark grey t-shirt, black hoodie, skinny jeans, and carrying a beige tote bag.

You: a fortysomething East Indian man wearing a black Umbro shirt who, with smiling lips slightly parted, tongue flitting in & out, and eyes bulging in a decidedly arthropod-like manner, spent the hour or so of bus route 33 straining your neck to turn around and eye rape me yesterday.

I just wanted to thank you for reminding me as to why I lock my doors at night.