The train was crowded. I put my backpack on the baggage shelf and set in for the 20+ minute ride standing up.
My trousers’ zipper was down.
To the young man sitting in front of me, I apologize that I failed to tend to this. While these jeans have an unfortunate propensity to let my gait and gravity open my zipper, I knew this is a problem. I failed to make sure the pull was fully raised.
I only hope that the combination of my dark underwear and my tweed sport coat kept … who am I kidding: The eye contact that guy made with me should have triggered a double check.