I don't know if anyone else has ever seen this, but there is a lady I sometimes see on Elmwood between Allen & North.
She usually is walking in the street, just off the sidewalk.
Always saw her in the early morning or as its just getting dark.
I guess the remarkable thing about her is she wears a full-on burka.


Thats right - she's burkulating.


The only other time I ever saw a lady in a burka was in a grocery store in Washinton DC.
So these times I ended up looking away; I got that sinking feeling you get when you see a woman with a black eye or something.

Usually at this point my cerebelllum chimes in and says "Hey man its their culture, its ok, its not a bad thing."
Whatever dude, it feels pretty not right.


I would like to give her a ride so she doesn't have to walk in the rain, but thats probably a really bad thing.
Maybe she's really cool, like a kick-ass lady but that could never happen, because I would probably end up raping her if I ever got a glimpse of her erotic, erotic neck or ankles.
I mean it happens all the time to most of us right?
You catch a little ankle-age and BOOM!, you're waking up from a daze and realize you just blacked out and raped some whorish ankle-showing woman.


Anyways it just gets me down. Bagging somebody up like the Elephant Man.
So Islam, I mean the best, and I'm trying to get used to some of your stuff.

IN CONCLUSION:
(1) yes, I understand that not all muslim women wear burkas nor even the hajib
(2) rape is not funny
(3) fuck! this is not a conclusion, its a disclaimer!
(4) also this is very similar to a David Cross rap listen

Hi, I'm new: let me explain why I'm here.

After I lost a job in Novemeber, I got a really easy temp assignment at the 'Factory'. It was so easy that I was done (2) months ahead of schedule. Of course I didn't tell them that, and I alwasy looked busy. I spent my remaining days on the internet.

So I had ~40 hours a week to look at the internet, which led me to this fine establishment. The one-way nature of not having an account, and reading all the stuff here, made me feel like a creep. Too voyeuristic.

So here it is! An account!. I pledge to reduce my creep co-efficient by positing! Stuff! About me!

Oh yeah, the 'Factory' hired me. I guess they didn't know about all internet business.