Corpse Run 365: Why?
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In regards to today’s comic, there is nothing more creepy to me than when sitting all alone on the subway, someone comes in at the next stop and sits right next to me.
Every other seat is available… why… WHY?
It’s akin to someone using the urinal adjacent to the one you’re at when there are others available, or a stranger sitting next to you in a wide open movie theater, or a nearly empty doctor’s waiting room, etc.
It’s weird! Also, uncomfortable. Why uncomfortable? Because you can’t get up and change seats after the guy sits down. If you do, he’ll know the only reason you moved is because he sat next to you.
So you’re stuck.
In other news (some of which is creepy) I went out Saturday night with my friend Kristiyan to get some falafel. We went to a place I had never been before, and according to Kristiyan, it was a hipsterish area and every time he’s gone there, he saw something strange.
“Like, this one time,” he said (paraphrased), “I saw this guy, with long hair and a beard, kind of like yours, but he wasn’t a bum.”
I’m a bum! Wooooo!
Anyways, driving back was a bit… off. We were stopped at a red light with two cars ahead of us. Two kids walked behind the car directly in front of us, and started tapping on the rear passenger window.
“Oh,” I said, “Maybe they know the guys in the car?”
One of them took out a silver sharpie and started drawing on the window.
“Guess not.”
The driver tried to pull out of the lane, but was too close to the car in front of him an was unable.
One of the kids pulled back, wound up, and then kicked the car hard enough to be audible.
The light turned green, and the car sped away as fast as possible. The kids ran off down the sidewalk laughing.
So… that apparently happens where I live… neat?
Yeah, I hate that. I once boarded a train, completely empty, so I sat down and wanted to take a nap, while I wanted to lay part of my leg on the chair next to me, but nooo, some old lady had to go and sit there. >>
The conundrum of not being able to move lest you offend the new arrival is easily solved by either being naturally gassy, or by carrying around a small container of fart spray. Either method will get your point across.
I hate when people do that, and then they lean on me. Everyday this lady has taken to sitting next to me and squishing me into the corner.
This may be a dick move but the seats on the bus where im from are really small so i puff myself out and try to take up 1.5 seats that way people will not sit next to me its a nice method.