Open Letter: Subway Stranger

Dear Subway Stranger:

I know the weather is warm. Heck, I am perspiring myself from my six-block walk here this morning -- I mean, it's not even 9:30 in the morning yet. The problem isn't the heat, it's your attire. Well, more specifically your podiatric health.

Take a look at the pretty girl over the wearing her strappy sandals. See? No problems. She cleans her feet, paints her nails and wears nice summer shoes. Now look at my feet. Can't see 'em, right? That's because I have to wear shoes to work, so I hide my feet. Now look at yours. WHOA! Yep, you almost vomited, too, just like I did.

Okay, why is this? See, you have disgusting toenails. And you're wearing flip-flops. This is 100% unacceptable. You should either (a) fix your toenails, (b) cover them up, or (c) get the hell away from me.

That's it. K.I.S.S.

Beedow