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I was taking the train to work and there was this homeless dude sitting there quietly scooping chocolate powder over his head.
Just using the little plastic scoop that comes in the can. Scoop, scoop, scoop.
He wasn't hurting anyone, so I called it in to the transit authority when I got to my stop. On the one hand, I didn't want anyone seeing a bunch of brown powder thinking we got anthraxed, at the same time, I didn't want to be late for work. ;)
"Yeah, there's a guy on the Westbound train quietly covering himself in chocolate powder."
"What kind of chocolate powder?"
". . . I dunno, Nestlé Quik? Does it matter?"
I love that they asked what kind.
The person might have thought chocolate was the color not the food.
Might have wondered if it was something that was going to melt.
Or they had a hankering for some Bosco.