Have you ever played, “find the hot guy/girl” on the subway? You know what I mean. Only about 5% of the people in any given subway car are actually attractive. So the game is to find the hottest people on your car. You know…in case we get stuck down here during a disaster and need to repopulate New York City.
Anyway, following the 5% rule, I would assume that I could find someone right now. But I can’t! I’ve literally walked the entire platform, and there is not a single attractive person to be found, yet there are hundreds of people standing here. How I this possible?!? Did I jump down some ugly rabbit hole?
My only conclusion: I must be today’s attractive person, and that my friends is beyond sad. What kind of messed up alignment of the planets allowed for me to represent the good looking part of the population? Don’t get me wrong, I am no subway troll or anything. I am what could (at best) be described as unobjectionable. Not good looking. No horrific. Just plain. So how the hell did I end up with this kind of responsibility? Someone in charge is gonna get canned for this one.Live from the subway, back to you in studio…
2 thoughts on “Holy cow! Am I the hot one?”
It’s funny, I play the same game while I’m on the train. I don’t look for anyone gorgeous, just passable to repopulate the human race with. Whenever I come home from work at least I know who I’m going to do that with. Its fun to flirt on the train, pretending to sleep while sneaking glances and whatnot. Train courtship can be cute when the guy is handsome and not missing teeth and ranting about being the new Jesus.
I play this game all the time! Not on the subway. I live in Seattle.