Friday Guest Blogger: Mrs. Anon

Mrs. Anon rides the Metro and encounters interesting characters. Take it away...

Had a hilarious encounter yesterday on the metro. First on the green line there was a crazy guy muttering to himself and shaking his head at the lady next to him (as if to say imagine – her, she did that, how awful). It was too funny as she’s trying to ignore him. Then I had to get over to the orange line (to get the kids at villa). The car was pretty empty except for me and this little old white lady with curly grey hair (you know the type) but she’s holding a framed photo of Obama and he’s in a graduation cap (okay this is already quite odd to me) and she’s holding it facing out for everyone to see (you might see people doing this with Jesus but Obama was a new one) so I though she was a bit off. Then this big rapper guy with like 6 gold teeth gets on and sits across from her. Sitting there he finally notices her and the photo and livens up “OBAMA! Now that’s my man!” She says “oh you know him?” and then he can’t really hear what she’s saying so he says “let me sit next to you to chat about the man”….so he scoots over to a seat perpendicular to hers and is leaning in to hear her and he says “man I love that Obama” then she says “Oh you know him? He’s my son you know!” and she nods her head “oh yes my son, I’m ever so proud of him” and that’s when mr. gold tooth and I look at each other raising our eyebrows in wonder both with a look like ohhhhhh – the kinda of look you’d see on candid camera….it’s a shame I had to get off at the next stop, I had to leave the poor guy alone with Mrs. Obama in an empty car…