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I wish I knew why I seem so scary after kung fu class.

It's starting to weird me out a bit.

case 1: Everyone who rides the TTC at night has had the experience of sharing a car with a beligerent drunk/drinking guy. When this happened to me after kung fu class, the drunk guy with the mickey of vodka in his hand looked at me, got a worried look on his facem, and went to the other end of the car muttering something about "fucking birdman"

case 2: There was a woman Zil and I met briefly at c8, whose name I never caught. I saw her on the bus tonight, and we both did the "I think I know you from someowhere, but I'm not going to say anything because I don't remember where" look. There were no empty seats, so, if she was "a", and some other guy was "B", the seats were laid out B__A, so I sat B_|_A, sort of in the middle of two seats. In any case, she looked at me again, then got up and went to the other side of the bus.

I dunno why I am so scary after kung fu. I don't like to frighten people by accident.

Boo?