This story occurred a few years ago, I’ll try my best to remember all the details. It was a Saturday, I was throwing a party that night but also had the unfortunate bad luck of being assigned a shift at work. Only one person was assigned to the office for the Saturday shifts, and we took on the shifts in rotations. Since I would be the only one there and was short on time, I figured I could wear my party outfit: an incredibly short red romper from fashion nova. The piece was meant to be a coverup for the beach, with the top cutting incredibly low and the bottom part so short my ass cheeks were definitely partially visible.
I instantly regretted this choice of mine as I got on the rush hour morning train. I took my seat and was doing my best to protect myself from to protect myself from the AC when he approached me.
He was a black man in his late 40s, I can’t remember the exact age he gave. I remember his smile was quite nice. He was dressed casually, carrying a rag, and his clothes were a bit dirty. I thought perhaps he worked in a car workshop or something similar.