Tee

I'm not that sure anymore.

I've been a great fan of Tee-shirt that has messages on it. A fun or a slightly naughty message would earn a precious, worthy smile from people who reads it, but what I've found in the last two days has, in some odd way, changed my opinion about it.

A woman and her girlfriend stopped the bus, I was sitting on the row behind the driver, and here they came with sheepish smiles, and resumed their conversation as they sat down, ignored the stare of other passengers. I didnt pay any attention to whatever they talked about, but what caught my eyes was one of them wore this tight black t-shirt that says, "SELF Fuck," on her breasts. I bet none of them knew what on earth does that mean.

Yesterday, still on a bus, I sweat alot from the yet bearable hot afternoon but incredibly felt sleepy at the same time. The long bus drive to the Post Office Headquarter and the long queue at the bank drained my usual enthusiasm for taking quick notice of creatures that walked or sat or talked on the roadside as the bus moved kind of slow from the not-so-bad traffic. Yes, we dont have such horrible intolerable traffic jams like those in Jakarta.

Then there was this thin young man, must be years younger than me, stood there, waiting for whatever he waited for, a bus, maybe? Or friends, or, he simply waits for nothing, he has just nothing else to do.
He wore this undersized T-shirt, I forgot its color, white? And it says, "I Heart Meth."

Ah yes, rolled back to a few years ago, setting of place: my hometown, Sibolga. My young girl neighbor wore this apparently new tee that says, "I'm a Bitch."

Like I told you, I love tees that say funny thing or simply pronounce their labels on it. Like those two that were worn on the mannequins at the Guess store. Pink as a hell but they wowed me. I guess, I'd buy one of those kind.