June 5, 2007
Sexually-Transmitted Viral Marketing
Okay...WTF.
I had a surreal experience today. And I mean surreal. In my life, the surreal is fairly common, and this one tips the charts.
I stayed up in South City last night, and came back down this morning with Jodi, who dropped me off at the Mountain View Caltrain. I decided to do another check at the San Jose Caltrain lost and found to see if anybody had turned in my lost phone, so I bought a ticket to the Diridon station. The train arrived shortly afterward, and I boarded the first car - the one right behind the engine. I sat on the second tier, in the double seat just adjacent to the stairs.
I had just opened my laptop when I noticed a teenage boy - he looked maybe 16, 17 - looking straight at me from the other end of the car on the opposite side. His back was to me, but I could clearly see that his long shirt barely hid the fact that his pants were down. I met his gaze, and looked back to my laptop. That's when he proceeded to continue having sex with his girlfriend. Right there. I realized it was just me and them on the second tier, and he clearly knew I was there. They were quiet, but it was obvious what they were doing. I could see...things.
And in the time it took us to get from Mountain View to Santa Clara, he finished and the both of them walked past me along the opposite side. The girl never looked me in the eye, but the boy sure did.
We're such exhibitionists, aren't we?
But anyway, here's the *really* surreal part. As they leave, the boy is dropping little pink flyers on the train seats. When they get to the middle of the car, he reaches over, hands me one, smiles, and they're out. The flyer is an ad for Hikkup.com, a web site that - get this - lets you set anonymous messages to friends. But its in invite only beta.
Does a locomotive sex show and a pink flyer count as an invite? :-)
Wow.
I had a surreal experience today. And I mean surreal. In my life, the surreal is fairly common, and this one tips the charts.
I stayed up in South City last night, and came back down this morning with Jodi, who dropped me off at the Mountain View Caltrain. I decided to do another check at the San Jose Caltrain lost and found to see if anybody had turned in my lost phone, so I bought a ticket to the Diridon station. The train arrived shortly afterward, and I boarded the first car - the one right behind the engine. I sat on the second tier, in the double seat just adjacent to the stairs.
I had just opened my laptop when I noticed a teenage boy - he looked maybe 16, 17 - looking straight at me from the other end of the car on the opposite side. His back was to me, but I could clearly see that his long shirt barely hid the fact that his pants were down. I met his gaze, and looked back to my laptop. That's when he proceeded to continue having sex with his girlfriend. Right there. I realized it was just me and them on the second tier, and he clearly knew I was there. They were quiet, but it was obvious what they were doing. I could see...things.
And in the time it took us to get from Mountain View to Santa Clara, he finished and the both of them walked past me along the opposite side. The girl never looked me in the eye, but the boy sure did.
We're such exhibitionists, aren't we?
But anyway, here's the *really* surreal part. As they leave, the boy is dropping little pink flyers on the train seats. When they get to the middle of the car, he reaches over, hands me one, smiles, and they're out. The flyer is an ad for Hikkup.com, a web site that - get this - lets you set anonymous messages to friends. But its in invite only beta.
Does a locomotive sex show and a pink flyer count as an invite? :-)
Wow.
Labels: bizarre, caltrain, exhibitionism, public_sex, sex, train, viral_marketing
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