metro monday

there was a 75-year-old cross dresser on the train this morning.

i am so. serious.

evidence:
shoulders like a line backer.
super defined chin.
ear hair.
man hands.
way too much eye make-up for a regular 75-year-old woman.

counter-evidence:
wedding ring that actually seemed appropriate for a 75-year-old woman.

i was sitting behind ... er ... her, so that's basically all i could see when i walked onto the train (and kinda stopped dead in my tracks when i noticed her) and from my seat a couple rows back. and from her reflection in the window.

if i'm wrong, then i've just really insulted someone's grandmother, and am definitely going to hell.