So, this summer I am working at my church – youth ministry, loving it. My church is adjacent to a clinic, and they sort of share a parking lot.
Today, as I arrived, I saw a man by the trees that border the clinic’s lot. I did not recognize him, and as it is a weekday, felt safe assuming he was waiting for someone at the clinic. So far, my story is unremarkable – but wait!
He stood next to his car in a stance that suggested he was relieving himself. I was a little horrified, and mostly mad – I wanted to park there, but I was CERTAIN if I did, I’d get a show I hadn’t paid for.
As I looked closer, his pants were below his buttocks, luckily he had underwear covering what was important. It then looked like he was aggressively shaking something in the front of his pants, I wasn’t sure what as I was behind him. (You can imagine how slack-jawed I was, staring at this point.)
Then, he stands upright with a pack of cigarettes, that he had apparently been fishing for, and that was the “shaking” I saw.
All I can say is, if he wore pants at his waist, or at least above his butt, I never would have assumed he was doing anything inappropriate. I may never understand the pants-down style. True story.