Wow, how long has it been since I last blogged? Maybe close to a year...crazy! I can't believe that I have not taken the time to tell you all about all the amazing people watching that I have done all year. I probably wont be able to write everything down in just this entry but I will do my best. It's my duty to inform! So where do I start?....um....oh yes, one of my most memorable experiences this past year. I shall call it, Big Foot Tranny citing in the City! So as some of you know, I am currently working at an accounting firm in Philly. Just recently, our firm moved its offices to right in the middle of Philly, where all the action happens. I thought that there were lots of people to spy on in our last location, but man oh man was I sooo mistaken. My eyes are truly having a fest here in this new location. I think my eyes might be getting fat from all this people watching...what's a good diet for eyes? Ok so back to the Big Foot Tranny citing. Ok, so after taking the elevator from the 32nd floor down to the lobby, I was busy talking to one of my work buddies when something caught my attention. Something in my peripheral vision was not right, something wasn't quite fitting in with the rest of the walking dark bland colors...something was causing a disturbance to the usual sophisticated business atmosphere. What was it? For a moment I considered ignoring it, not focusing on it. However, when have I ever not given my eyes the chance to experience something new? When have I been so reserved? When have I not indulged in some harmless people watching? NEVER! So I tuned out my buddy and focused on whatever it was that was causing such a disturbance! WOW Oh Wow! Look out the window and what did I see, big foot tranny walking down Market Street! Oh yes, glory be to my mind for not letting me miss out on such a sight. I literally stopped right on my tracks and took it all in. So what did I see? Description: about 6'3"; light dark skin, shoulder length flat ironed brown hair with a bandana wrapped from his forehead to the back of his head; a tight, light blue, ripped jean jacket that had sleeves up to half of his forearm and that showed off his midrift; the tighest light blue jeans that I have ever seen on a dude (which matched the jacket); white hooker heels; and to top it off a matching jeans purse! Oh but that's not all, Big Foot Tranny was a feisty thing. It was walking like it owned Market Street and that it belonged there. It was taking big confident steps...almost like a horse walking really proud after finished a race. With each step, Big Foot Tranny overexaggerated its booty shaking. Let me tell you something, I don't know if it had some kind of padding but I'm pretty sure a baby or midget cause use that booty as a chair...that's how far it stuck out. Can you imagine the intensity in my eyes as I tried to get my head and thoughts around what I was seeing. As fast as it came into view, that's as fast as it disappeared. Had I been dreaming? Had I been so deprived of any kind of excitement in my cubicle on the 32nd floor that I had imagined Big Foot Tranny? No! It was real. I might not have prove, but these eyes don't lie. 3 days have past since that citing, but I have not lost hope that I will see it again. When that day comes, I will be ready to capture it all on camera. But for now, I must remain to you all as the crazy man who lives my himself with 20 cats and says he saw Big Foot Tranny. I will prove it!
