Hello, Metro. I see you on a weekly basis, never miss a week, never a beat. I don’t always agree with you but you always have interesting things to say. You tell me about movies coming out, great places to party on the weekend, which bands are coming to my city, which restaurants I should eat at—you get the picture. What I disagree with are a few small things only—the number of marijuana stores and whatnot that you promote, and the sexual near-pornographic stores and attractions available. This week when I picked you up, after spending some time with you, I had to double-take. I noticed there were not nearly as many marijuana ads in your pages. In fact, what is normally five-plus pages of ads was reduced to just one page. Now, everyone has their opinions and preferences, and I’m one of those—I don’t do pot and think today’s weed is not your Woodstock high, it’s different and more potent. And yes, addictive. Whether or not you meant to reduce your marijuana ads, I thank you, Metro, for doing so. But we’ll always be friends no matter what.
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.
