Riding on the DC metro is already an experience, trust me!
So the other day I should not have been shocked when I came upon one of the most horrible things my eyes have ever seen. I was walking down the stairs to the Green Line or the Soul Train, as I call it. Waiting on the platform was a little stocky, seemingly professional man with glasses. As I descended the stairs I noticed his tan sweater and then I noticed the horrific part, the electric blue spandex shorts! Seriously? Not only was it bad enough that he was wearing spandex, but his sweater only went to his waist. So he looked like he forgot his pants. And then, as I was standing on the platform praying for my train to get there to end the misery, I happened to notice one more thing.... I couldn't help but notice...really...there were other girls laughing. The shorts had become so accustomed to the wearer, that they migrated into the crevasses of this man to reveal his crack. So I was standing on the metro platform and wondering what would possess a person to leave the privacy of a building, such as a gym or a house, and wander about in public in spandex?