Sometimes people don’t wear pants

No pants waiting for subway
Any blog dedicated to a particular topic must occasionally deviate to address important life events: bad hair days, a really nice old lady in the subway or people wearing funny hats
Many people not wearing pants in a public location is worthy of deviation.
This is what happened. Today is Sunday, and I needed to ride the L to the C train. I had just attended a capoeira class and as I waited on the L train platform, the lingering pain of kicking and lunging put me in a bit of a daze. But as soon as I noticed there were people around me without pants, the haze disappeared immediately because I LOVE IMPROV EVERYWHERE!

The point of Improv Everywhere according to their website: "About Us: Improv Everywhere causes scenes of chaos and joy in public places."

Joyous Chaos in Public should be my pseudonym. My friends and I are notorious for playing Urban Capture the Flag and running around the streets of New York City. This is a type of organized, joyous chaos
equipped with maps, designated teams, sides, boundaries and yes, jails. 

As part of Urban Capture the Flag, if a pedestrian asks me why I’m running up West End Avenue, I smile and say, “We’re playing capture the flag. If you see a blue dish towel hidden anywhere, can you let me know?” During a very close game, a cop agreed to hide me in the back of their car so I could jump out and ‘free the jail’; one of my greatest accomplishments.

You can now see why I was filled with happiness and envy upon seeing everyone in underwear:

  • Ooohh! Look at all the different types of underwear!
  • Oooh! Look at all the funky socks!
  • I wish I weren’t wearing pants.
My excitement quickly wore off because I realized something: The train was really quite. The people without pants were either reading a book, listening to their ipod, talking quietly to other pants-less people or looking at the floor. These people had on Monday, 8:30 AM NYC glazed faces, and they were trying to "act normal."
 
I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs - BUT YOU’RE NOT WEARING PANTS! THIS IS FUN!!!!!! WHY ARE YOU HIDING THE FUNNY?


As a person full-of-pants on that train of many sans pants, it certainly wasn't the presence of panties that was the problem. It was the stone-cold attitude that made me want to spill a hot or cold beverage on someone’s you-know-what. No scene of joy or chaos was to be found; It just felt pretentious.


This ventilation culminates with a plea: If you or anyone you encounter says, “I’m doing the no pants event!” Tell them to rock out and have a good time. Those with pants and those without pants should all experience chaos and joy. Otherwise, what's the point?


Ventilation complete! More on dogs next time!

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