The kid who just wanted to talk

I should start bringing my camera with me all the time. Get over my fears, and just ask for pictures of these people.

I was waiting at L'enfant plaza on the bench. I had a 15 minute wait for the Branch ave train. For the first ten, I sat minding my own business, listening to my ipod. I had finished my book earlier in the day, so I had nothing else to do. There was a guy sitting next to me, and eventually he mumbled something to me. He said he just wanted to talk till the train came. He just felt like talking. I could tell he wasn't completely sober just from his eyes. Great. So, being the nice person I am, and what do I have to lose, I talked to him. Not about anything important. He encouraged me to do good at school find a job etc. I tried to tell him that smoking pot wasn't going to help him get anywhere but I guess he was happy where he was. Haha. It was weird. I'm still trying to figure out what is so approachable about me. I think come spring I'm going to start dressing a little more badass haha.

Friendly chatter

I can't really complain about this one except that I was a little creeped out. I sat down next to a man who was on the phone. I was lucky enough to catch the part of the conversation where he was talking about how he got out of jail the previous day. Off to a great start. As I sit there awkwardly, debating in my head whether or not I want to get up and move, he starts talking to me. He said hi and asked if I thought it was cold enough outside. I think I nodded and pretended like I was deep in thought. I wish I had put my headphones on or pulled out my book. He then proceeded to ask me if I had anyone to keep me warm. I had to answer no because my boyfriend is 700 miles away and not currently keeping me warm. After I said no, which was stupid, he asked if he could keep me warm. He even pulled out his business card and offered me one. I politely said no. His phone kept ringing so he was a bit distracted but at some point I remember him saying to me "once you go black you never go back". Thanks for the information buddy. He made a comment on my scarf and told me he was Muslim and that he spoke Arabic (because my scarf is of that style) and asked if I spoke any other languages. Quite a strange question to get a girl. haha. He was very nice, and I couldn't help but smile. I wish people were more friendly, because it would make this encounter less creepy, but no harm done. And I left at my stop with no problems.

Nudity

I don't think I'll ever forget this night. It was a Monday at 9 pm, and I was on the blue/orange line right in the middle of the city. The train was fairly crowded so I stood by the door. I didn't really pay attention to the people around me, I was pretty anxious to get home. After a few stops I got a seat in the ones that face each other right by the door at the end of the train. I was busy looking at my ipod playing scrabble, so my head was down most of the time. I glance way up just to see the people around me, and go back to my ipod. I glance up a few minutes later, but only to eye level, so hip level of the people standing around, and what do I see? Right in front of my face, about a foot away I see it. I see this man's hard dick just sticking out of his pants. Just straight out. What in the hell. I look up to the guy, and there's no indication that he's aware of this or cares. He seemed to be touching it with his hand through his hoodie though, so I think he knew, and I think he didn't care. I was in complete and total shock. I didn't know if I should say anything or what I should say. I just happened to be sitting where no one else was getting the same view as me. I'm sure someone at some point saw it and said something, but at the next stop I got up and ran to the other side of the train. I was completely disgusted. In what situation would your dick be outside of your pants on a train. Just insane.

Intro

Hi,

I'm Caity. I'm a frequent Metrorail rider, and I've had a few odd experiences. I thought I would share them. I'm a young woman and apparently fairly approachable.

I am in no way racist, and any reason race might come up in these posts is for description purposes only. I don't judge people by race, but I may judge people by the way they present themselves. If you're gonna dress tough and make it seem like you're tough shit and you'd take down anyone you could be black white, asian, middle eastern, I don't care, I'm gonna be a little bit scared. I am very friendly, and usually end up continuing the conversations people have started with me until it is time for me to go. I don't feel in danger until someone starts to follow me.

Anyway, Enjoy!