Since daylight savings has cloaked my 5pm dog walks under a veil of darkness, the typically safe routes have been a little more sketchy than usual. Case-in-point: on a walk the other day a commotion caused me to swivel my head to catch a fistfight between what appeared to be two men…
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I know all about Black Friday. I’ve been there with sleep still in my eye, cross-trainers laced up, elbows out as the doors open. But seeing you at the Xmas tree farm was a whole ’nother level. It ain’t like these trees are on special. Nobody gets 50 percent off because they…
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VTA light rail, Brother to my sister groove, No headphones, you gave 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…
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For over three years, I have tolerated your loud, obnoxious parties. Even though the parties have gotten louder over time, I have never complained—until last time. It was Saturday night and the party had started mid-afternoon. As the volume increased, so did my irritation at having my home invaded with your noise.…
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You just don’t quit do you? I wrote in about a dozen I Saw Yous ago—you, the 17-year-old living downstairs who curses, smokes dope and regularly disturbs the peace with your unemployed, tantrum-throwing boyfriend. I had no choice but to move my family elsewhere, but now you and your ilk have graduated…
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It all started as my dog and I waited for my boyfriend to make a quick beer run. I was leaning against the car with the passenger door open and my dog beside me. You approached from the liquor store with a wobbly, zigzagged gait to profess your love for me—if I…
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We all had that antsy feeling, wondering what the heck was taking so long to get off the plane. But there’s rules of the road (air?), and as I stepped into the aisle—after dutifully waiting my turn for the rows ahead of me to exit—you blatantly ignored them. You blitzed ahead and…
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Dear, belligerent bouncer. Your first day, you kept everyone from coming into the club, even though there was no private event. Instead of explaining to people why they were denied, you mean-mugged anyone who walked up and then barked at those waiting to get in, which is when the owners noticed your…
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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…
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I saw you walking through a metal detector at the Depeche Mode show with your cellphone in hand. Then you yelled at an usher who had to check you when you set off all the alarms, because you can’t follow simple directions, like don’t walk through a metal detector with metal. “Is…
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