The weather was quite warm last evening given that it’s the end of September. As I as walking up one of the avenues, I passed a bar with tables on the sidewalk. One of the patrons, a young guy, stepped away from his table, walked over to a covered bus stop that was just a few feet away, and started urinating. In addition to leaving a big puddle of urine on the concrete, he managed to spray part of the bench in the process.
Why? Well, I have to admit that wondered that myself. I guess that walking into the establishment and using the official, and I assume functioning, toilet facilities that they provided seemed like too much of a waste of time and effort to this leaky chap, so he went into male dog mode and marked disputed territory.
Going forward, he’ll have no dispute with me. I’m not going to sit on that bench.
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