It was late on a Saturday night in downtown San Jose. I was in bed trying to catch some shut-eye when I heard a slurring voice shout to his buddies: “Hey, guys, look! I’m peeing on this truck! Look, I’m peeing on this truck!” When I opened my window to let you know that it’s my truck, you turned yellow and ran off into the night. Next time find a tree, buddy.
I Saw You is an anonymous “man on the street” column. Email your rants and raves about co-workers or any badly behaving citizens to [email protected], or send to 380 S. First St, San Jose, 95113. Submissions should stick to about 100 words.
