It all originated from a pair of Italian sunglasses that the one-eyed man accidentally left on the BART. They asked me for them. For reasons that only annoy me, those two...they ask me for them. I had to reject them three times with a simple "no." They even made me say it in their ear. They had the nerve to make me explain my blunt rejection to their ridiculous request. For simplicity, I tell them "because I want them." As we walked out the train doors, they suspiciously glance at the glasses I held on my right. I change hands.

I get off the BART at downtown Berkeley. I hear "Chink" and "Chinese Bitch" as we parted. Farewell.

Now, I must think of ways to meet this man again.