Porkchop and the Case of the Exploding Latte

[thoreau]

So I get all spiffed up for a morning meeting - and catch the 755am N Train. It's packed. I step onto the bottom step of the train and the doors shut. The steps put me right even with a perky blonde's mocha - which in the movement of the train - she squeezes and explodes all over my chest and face. Dripping Mocha from my goatee in this particular setting? not so hot.

She apologizes - and in talking to me - tips the cup and pours the remainder of her mocha on my stomach and crotch. Looking back - it was truly comical - and pretty hysterical. but at th time - it was well. not. LOL.

I got off at the next stop - Duboce and Church and walked back home to shower (again) and change. Kateydog gave me the "what the hell happened to you look" - and I headed out for work a second time. I got on Muni and there was a delay in the tunnel - getting me to work finally at 9:30 instead of 8:15.

Ugh! The meeting was wrapping up as I finally arrived. not the best way to start the day. . but - nothing can be done! so :)