Thursday, June 16, 2011

Strangers on a Train


Some times you have moments with people on the train. Whether you catch eyes with someone after something crazy, and yet funny just happened, and you both acknowledge it with a smile and a shake of your head. Or how certain people understand to give you more room so you can stand a safer distance away from the smelly passed out individual taking up 5 seats! Whatever it be, you have these little connections with people while riding the train.

The other day I had three. The first was on the morning commute when a very older gentlemen wearing those sunglasses suggesting either blindness or possibly eye surgery had just been performed, kept backing up into the lady standing behind him as if she didn't even exist. He had a backpack that stuck about 2 feet out from behind him, and a bunch of folders in his arms that suggest he be a lawyer of some sort and he was on his way to his little cramped, messy office where he has worked for the past 65 years. Either way he was slowly and hilariously scooting back farther and farther for no reason, over taking the little lady that was behind him, and partially me. I looked at her, she looked at me, and all we could do was laugh. There really was no point in saying anything, as he was most likely very hard of hearing, and what are you going to say, he looked as if a few breaths away from death.

The other was on my way to lower Manhattan. I was sitting across from one of the most attractive men I have ever seen! He was tall (but not too tall, as I am a shorty), he was dark (Asian-dark), and handsome. He had dark hair and dark eyes, and just enough slight imperfections in his facial features to make me swoon like a cartoon character! And, I must add, he was pulling that suit off like a GQ model. He just had this ease about him. I'm sure he saw me staring, I mean how could he not. He was sitting directly in front of me, and my head did not move once during the ride-wasn't even trying to hide my inquisitive eyes! I was doing all I could do not to drool. But the best part about him was that I highly doubt most other girls would go all ga-ga over him. Anyways, I got off the train feeling all dizzy and dumb.

Then on the way home, I had the ride with and annoying little kid, who's parents just thought he was the cutest, most intelligent, funny person. He was as loud as could be, standing all over the seats, trying to get as much attention from everyone as possible. His idiot parents were just beaming ear to ear, not doing anything to stop the little monster, probably thinking in their dumb little heads "look at our boy! quite the individual. he is SO independent! SO knowledgeable!" NEWS FLASH: He is an annoying 3 year old who just picked his nose and now has his hands all over the pole, spreading whatever kind of new strand of kid virus all over the place. How about you get you and your little "chosen one" off this train and take him home to enjoy. We don't want him. Anyways....what was I talking about? Oh, yea, so I caught eyes with the poor woman who was stuck next to the kid who looked like he was about to yell and cry all at the same time, so I threw her a sympathetic look, and then once available I moved over the seat so she could escape that awful creature!

So that's it! In one day I almost got sat on, fell in love, and almost hurt a little bratty kid. Wow, I. AM. EXHAUSTED!

PS-I heard U2's "With or Without You", Sting's "Every Breath You Take", and Alicia Keys "No One" multiple times in the past 4 days. How weird is that? What could it mean?

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