R.I.P., Stackbundles

Okay, so I love the subway. Where else can I people watch and not feel guilty about it? I swear this city has turned me into a straight up gawker.

My favorite is this guy who I happen to run into whenever I'm riding the R. I remember one commute we shared, and he was stone cold staring at my ass. I'm serious. He actually noticed that one of the many pens that I happen to stick in my back pocket on a regular basis was about the fall out. I felt a little skeeved out at the time, but I got over it. I secretly admire men who have the audacity to stare at my butt under the pretense of being concerned about writing utensils that I have stowed so carelessly in my back pocket.

Moving along.

So my Secret Buttmirer was on the R today, and we just so happened to be sitting across from each other. He likes to stare a lot, so I caught him gazing longingly at me. I, on the other hand, took every opportunity to make the ugliest face that I could muster whenever our eyes met. Secret Buttmirer was wearing a shirt that had a faded picture of a guy throwing up a peace sign and wearing sunglasses. Underneath the image of the guy were the words, "R.I.P, Stackbundles."

"Stackbundles?!" Seriously? What the hell is a "stackbundle," and how does it get pluralized? Can "stack" and "bundle" be a compound word? I'm muy confundida. I would have asked my Secret Buttmirer, but I didn't want to seem like I was really interested in him or anything.

So R.I.P., Mr. Stackbundles. If anyone could get back to me with respect to the whole "Stackbundles" thing, I'd be much obliged.