Post-holiday party Muni surprise

My company makes us play bingo at the holiday party in order to try to win our annual bonus. First-world problems, to be sure, but there you go.

A few weeks ago, I was talking with a coworker about the party the next day. Little did I know what I was in for.

“Get this—[friend in common] found a Golden Ticket in her bag the next day. I wonder if it was for one of the big prizes?! She’s hoping she can still redeem it…

The only thing I found in my bag was a business card with a picture of a half-naked, grinning, flexing man on it. Yep, the creeper on my bus ride home slipped that nice prize in.”

Naturally, I was all, “ewwwwwww!” followed by, “this happened ON THE BUS?!?!” But wait, there’s more!

“I sort of blame it on the [company] tote bag because dude used that as a conversation starter. He was like ‘You coming from school?’ and I said ‘No’ and then I ignored him even though I could hear his voice saying things at me on my left.”

Okay, okay, seems innocent enough. But the business card OMG.

So my friend didn’t win at bingo that night. But … this … happened to her.