We know it’s tough to ride the Metro when there are no seats available, so today, we salute you, Mr. Lean Up Against the Metro Pole Man! After a long day on the job, the last thing you want to do is ride the Metro, but there you stand, your tall form pressed against that pole as you hold on to the upper bar. Though others seek to brace themselves with their hands, you pay them no heed as your buttocks clench tighter around that pole (do they ever Lysol those?). As we pull into the station and still more patrons board the train, your gluteal grasp on that pole grows no looser. And for that, we salute you, Mr. Lean Up Against the Metro Pole Man. Well Done.
This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs
I live and work in the District of Columbia. I write at We Love DC, a blog I helped start, I work at Technolutionary, a company I helped start, and I’m happy doing both. I enjoy watching baseball, cooking, and gardening. I grow a mean pepper, keep a clean scorebook, and wash the dishes when I’m done. Read Why I Love DC.
