so i was driving to work this morning and got off the freeway on fremont street. I was the first one stopped at the light, and across the street there was this man dressed in black rags of some sort. He stopped, and proceeded to take a crap in the middle of the street. Since i was the first one at the light, i had the good fortune of having a completely unobstructed view of his performance. I think i counted 4 deuces before he decided to WIPE (with what i'm not sure. I'm guessing his hand or a rag/shirt of some sort).

Funny thing was, there was a car trying to parallel park about 10 feet away from him at the curb. And somehow, he didn't seem to mind, and just kept trying to park his car. I can't say that I would feel comfortable parking my car so close to fresh crap from a crazy.

God i love sf.