Story of the Day

What a beautiful morning it was. I briefly imagined I was on the west coast because of the nice low 70s temperatures and low humidity. And then I got to the metro. And it was backed up due to a train malfunction down the orange line and a track malfunction on the red line. Sweated my balls off waiting for 25 mins at Ballston. -Anonymous

Story of the Day

As you know, I hate the metro, it's delayed and I'm surrounded by sweaty, and sometimes smelly people (which results in the only time I feel a touch of ethnocentrism). This morning, however, this extremely hot 10 was wearing a tank top next to me. The train hit a huge jerk and her left boob popped all the way out and pressed up against my left hand which was holding on to a pole. It was great. -Anonymous

Story of the Day

I was in the middle shitter and its take your kid to work day and this kid comes in and goes to the shitter to the left of me and goes "this middle stall was taken 2 hours ago, have you been pooping for 2 hours?", and i didn't respond, and he goes "no response but i see feet". -Anonymous