Homeboy Got Game

On my way back from a fantabulous dinner with Rubi & Medina @ Africa Kine (gorgeous Senagalese food ; i had thiebou yapp, mmm), I had several hillarious encounters with some...'interesting' strangers-on-public-transportation.

Scene 1: Mother & child at the bus stop.

The little girl (about 3 years old) fixated all her energy on hitting the poor, innocent billboard (I usually hate ads, but this was a public service ad that read "can one person change a city?"). The mother, tired from telling the child to stop, decided to take disciplining-through-truth to a whole new level.

Mother: "You have to stop that. It's glass. Glass will cut you. And you will start to bleed. Blood will come gushing out of you. Blood will be everywhere. Then I'm going to have to take you to the doctor. The doctor is going to give you the needle. The doctor will then tell you that you can't go home, ever."

I think she was a breath away from telling her child that if she didn't stop her vandalistic-attempts, she would DIE.

Scene 2: Subway station with an old man, a young hatted man & me.

Old man: Woah, homeboy got game. Bringin' out the moves!
Young man: Oh yeah, he's pumpin out the rythm alright.

These two strangers were observing a young chinese chap practice dance steps (we couldn't hear any music). They were right, he really was breaking down the funk...that guy was going to town with the shakestepswaypumptwisturnshimmy. Hilarious sight, especially sans music. The young hatted man observed "this is what i love about noo-yowk, you can do anythin and nobody gonna mind ya".

Scene 3: On the bus back home, a young couple cut in front of an old man

The old man, although right to be annoyed that the line was cut when entering the bus, really took anger to a whole new level. He decided the best way to teach the young missy & lad a lesson in manners would to yell at them from the opposite end of the bus. How glad were we, the innocent bystanders, to be privy to this man's wise words of advice on etiquette & decorum.

Sir Angry Augustus: Where yall get off cuttin the line like that?! No manners! Didntcha mamma teach ya no manners? So rude! So rude! No Manners!! No manners!! You dont go cuttin peoples lines! So rude!

-No, it doesn't stop there. and yes, he had a penchant for being repetitive, as you'll soon see. Here's the real clincher, the real manners-momento-

Sir Angry Augustus: F***in' A**holes!! F***in' A**holes!! F***in' A**holes!!

He then continued to repeat "F.A" about four thousand times, louder and louder. By the second hundred yell of F.As, the whole bus started cracking up. Nobody could contain their laughter anymore. One guy had tears streaming down his face from laughing so hard. Now, it's not as if we were all foul-mouthed people who laughed at vulgarities. It was just hillarious that a man who would get so upset over people getting rude would scream curses at them as a way of teaching! Oh...*sigh.

The world is full of funny sights. Keep your ears and eyes open. There really is never a dull moment.