Observations on the subway…..
It doesn’t happen very often, but today I had to take the subway into Boston to go to work. Usually my amazing fiance gives me a ride in, but he had an appointment to get his hair cut early this morning.
Usually, I grab a magazine at the paper stand to read and ignore other passengers. Today, my Jane magazine was pissing me off with all of the inserts flying out of it so I opted to put it in my bag and sip my coffee while observing the people around me.
The following are random thoughts that went through my head. Some make not make sense because, lets face it – they came from MY head so they could not be all that normal or even coherent……
- wow…that guy is INHALING that powdered donut.
- hmm…that guy is kind of cute in a geeky sort of way, but EWWW, he has chocolate from his pastry on his goatee. Should I tell him? No…no way…
- I always wanted to read that book…should I ask her how it is? No, that would start a conversation. Not awake enough for that…
- her glasses are really cute
- my engagement ring looks really shiny in this light (turning hand from side to side) – oh no – are people watching me do this?
- did that guy even comb his hair before he walked out of the house?
- that bag is UGLY.
- that bag is CUTE!
- please don’t sit next to me…please don’t sit next to me…please don’t sit next to me…..ugh….ok….but don’t rub up against me.
- how can that guy have PIT STAINS already? It’s 7:30 AM!
- wow- she totally does not look like a Metallica fan (could here it through her headphones)
- she didn’t match her blacks very well
- that is a realllllly ugly toenail color
- I wonder how it would sound if I farted? would it echo because of the vinyl seats? I better not try it…..
- I wonder how many people HAVE farted on these seats…..gross
- that guy left his Dunkin Donuts bag on the seat! What an ASS…
- why is she wearing such a heavy coat?
- oh….I like her shoes
- I wonder what she is texting on her blackberry. I’m gonna ‘fish-eye’ to see if I can read it…..(she turned it away….)
- whatever bitch….I don’t wanna read your stupid email anyway!
- oh…here’s my stop…later losers…..
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- Post title lyrics from “The Metro” by Berlin
