Last night, Nathaniel and I met a friend at a reputable bar in a very nice part of Philly to watch the open jam night. There were several really good performers and we were all having a nice time, until I happened to look to my left at the table next to us. A man in his fifties was wearing a pair of very short cut-off khakis, which seemed weird and out of place to me. Then I realized that his entire genitalia had been pulled through the pants leg and was poking out - and his legs were wide open.
I asked my friend and my husband and they both agreed that this was not accidental. The creep seriously went to a bar and flopped his junk on a bar stool for unfortunate victims to see.
A mother and her teenage son were there to see one of the bands perform. They were sitting across from this man. I don't know whether they saw anything or not - by the time I noticed something, they were gone. I wish I'd noticed something sooner so he could have been arrested for indecent exposure to a minor. As it happened, nobody did anything. Which I'm still kicking myself about.