Post-retirement from pay for play I still read CL for entertainment purposes. Some of the most interesting stuff can be found in the missed connections and rants and raves sections. This one post caught my eye:
psychotic girl on 98 B-line south, slammin' Wisers Dexule - 23
Dear Psycho.
I got on the 98 B line yesterday aroung 4:30 pm, at Robson and Seymour. I was standing at the back, and noticed you sitting in the back corner. I thought nothing of you. The wheels on the bus went round and round, and to my my surprise you pulleda 40 of whiskey out of your bag, and my god, you drank it down! I noticed yoy taking swig after swig, and I was truly flabergasted! You were well dressed, well groomed, and at a first glance by anyone, a rather good looking girl. You really did not fit any image in my mind, of the raging coked out acoholic lunatic that you were about to unleash in yourself. We were over the Granville bridge, and you were down about ten shots by now, possibly more, and the bus was rather packed. I think, that you thought, you were being watched by many people, who you thought were judging your personal apperance. Yes people took a few peeks at you, but i assure you it had nothing to do with your looks. They merely were shocked when they saw, at the end of there work day, a rather normal looking girl drinking her troubles away. I however, was not shocked but rather disgusted in you. You did ruin my bus ride, and after 70th avenue, you did something really stupid. You put an illegal substance up your nose. Cocaine. This is where things went sour. We arrived at airport station and you started banging on the window with your right hand, creating quite the spectacle, and generally making a complete moron out of yourself. "give me a smoke! someone give me a smoke! does anyone have a FUCKIGN SMOKE!???" these were the words you angrily shreaked. Sadly at this point i had to leave. Had I stayed on the bus and waited, i think i would have quite the show. you were maybe 1/4 done your bottle and the cocaine had just started to take its effect. I feel sorry for all of the average people who saw you, in your horrifying disgusting state. I feel sorry for any seniors or children on the bus. I however, do not feel sorry for you. If you are going to be a raging lunatic, do it in the comfort of your own home, not on a public bus. That ride would have been a lot more pleasant sans you. Thank you for taking the time to read this. I hope you swallow a shard of glass.






