Dick, (sorry, Brian) goes underground for love

A man called Brian Somethingorother has written something or other called How To Meet Women On The Subway. A manual on how to bother commuters in possession of vaginas? A dating guide to harrassment?

Don’t be silly, says Brian. The subway— any subway— is “a babe smorgasbord.” No need to wait til you are in a bar to bother women, you can do it anywhere. Just wear a suit, carry a briefcase, and tell big fat lies about yourself, advises Brian. You’re a dancer? So am I.

No you’re not, Brian, you’re a creepy guy spinning webs of self-interested deceit in order to gratify yourself. Not at all, laughs Brian. Ha ha ha, the joke is on us, ladies, apparently, as he has dated “over 500” women since employing his trapped-in-a-subway carriage method. Really? Over 500? Astonishing. Assuming that this is one date a day, this would be almost 15 months of non-stop dating, every single day, not including all the rejections. So when did he start this campaign of underground lady-bothering? When he was 12?