CTA Tattler

i'm laughing so hard i may need to use depends. co-workers who don't read the tattler are just missing out on life.

Were they THONG Depends?

I was riding the Red Line heading north on Monday (07/26/2005) around 4 PM when a small group of people boarded the train at Division/Clark. They were heading to the Cubs game by the topic of their conversation which one couldn't help but overhear throughout the train.

The woman who was doing the majority of the talking was sequin halter top that looked like it had a "built in" push up bra. Since I was standing next to her, I was able to dtermine that she might have been in late thirties to early forties; and she started "leaking" through her halter top. it took everything I had to keep from laughing out loud, and I had to leave the train at North/Clybourn.

I was left wondering how she took care of the leak!

I will be grateful when the low rise jeans fad finally goes away. Those jeans make even thin people look fat!

that's soooo NOT appealing! the story was bad enough even without adding Depends to it. ugh!

I LOVE these kinds of stories! The Transit Theater (as someone else aptly named it) makes riding the L always a surprise; sometimes good and sometimes, well not so good. While my first reaction might be to laugh (or squeal in delight) I also love her courage. Dammit she wore low rise jeans 35 years ago when she was a teen and dammit she'll wear them again come hell or high.... Depends. Good for her not being so willing to succumb to the marketing pressures of youth and what looks good.

As for low rise jeans in general, I'm amazed that the fad (especially amongst teens) coincides with the rising obesity rates (especailly amongst teens). We all remember the bad photos of us from our teens so if I had teenage children I would be taking photos non-stop for the required Powerpoint presentation at the required wedding.

Side note: I have my own Transit Theater story (involving gordita eating trannies) from a few weeks ago but I have yet to find the time to write it up....but I will.

hahahaha. 'gordita eating trannies.' hahahahaha.

I saw a woman in her 60s on the bus yesterday with 6 earrings in one ear and one in the other. And a tat on her arm. Not as good as the Depends story, just kind of odd.

Thong? that's disturbing on sooo many levels......

File under "What Are They Thinking?"

The majority of women I see embracing the low-rise jeans/low-rise, flouncy Bohemian miniskirts/cropped top phenomenon tend to have flabby bellies which hang in a gelatenous mass over their wastebands. I'm sure they look at themselves in the mirror and say, "Damn, girl, you look HOT!"

As I've aged, I've gained an appreciation of older women. And I always liked a little meat on a woman's bones -- a little junk in the trunk, if you will. I also enjoy seeing women in suggestive clothing -- especially in public.

However, as this story demonstrates, when all of these things come together in public, it can be a very disturbing situation.

Sometimes a lack of attention creates a big hole in people's lives that need to be filled, and I think this woman must have had a big hole that needed filling.

Warren: You started my day with a BIG laugh, so thank you.

Ok, sort of on the point, but really not. Why do women who are wearing low-rise jeans keep tugging on their shirts to cover up the void that is created by the low-rise?

Jonathan, the answer to that is the same answer to the other mind boggling question: why did the chicken cross the road?!

Jonathan: My guess is, they tug at their shirts because their nekkid bellies get cold.

As a larger-than-average-sized woman, I've always tried to abide by the theorem: there are some outfits that are just off-limits. (Granted, this leaves me in a t-shirt and jeans 99% of the time, but at least I'm not flapping my flab at totally innocent strangers.)

Personally, I'm waiting for Patrick's gordita-eating-trannies story.

Gladys and Jocelyn.. Thank you for the encouragement. I've added the story to "Crazy Commuting Stories".