This girl comes up to me, and we talk for like a good 25 minutes at a party. Between me leaning over and asking her "what?" several times, and her mistaking every other word I say. But we got into a conversation about the fathers we never met.
It's going well, then her boyfriend comes up and sits on the arm of the chair next to us. Maybe I've seen too many movies but I was expecting some sort of trouble. A fight scene. Hopefully one where my wrestling and karate skills would help me win.
Yet I'm actually not the most intimidating guy in the world. Him on the other hand had to be at least half a foot taller, and one of those square chins.
But if anyone got in trouble it wasn't me. Maybe her a bit?
On the train ride home there was this woman with short hair in a trench coat jingling a fair amount of change down the subway car. At 4:30 AM this is not amusing. Even though the train is full with everyone talking and still feeling the sangria in their veins, some people are dozing off, like the woman leaning into me on my right.
Well the woman asking for change is purposefully clanging her cup in front of sleeping persons.
I wanted nothing more for her to get to me and for me to knock down the cup and look at her and go "now pick that shit up".
But alas my stop came first. I can't decide whether that would be cruel of me, or whether the sentiment would be resented or appreciated by the other passenger.s
Either degree didn't help me know a thing on public opinion.
It's going well, then her boyfriend comes up and sits on the arm of the chair next to us. Maybe I've seen too many movies but I was expecting some sort of trouble. A fight scene. Hopefully one where my wrestling and karate skills would help me win.
Yet I'm actually not the most intimidating guy in the world. Him on the other hand had to be at least half a foot taller, and one of those square chins.
But if anyone got in trouble it wasn't me. Maybe her a bit?
On the train ride home there was this woman with short hair in a trench coat jingling a fair amount of change down the subway car. At 4:30 AM this is not amusing. Even though the train is full with everyone talking and still feeling the sangria in their veins, some people are dozing off, like the woman leaning into me on my right.
Well the woman asking for change is purposefully clanging her cup in front of sleeping persons.
I wanted nothing more for her to get to me and for me to knock down the cup and look at her and go "now pick that shit up".
But alas my stop came first. I can't decide whether that would be cruel of me, or whether the sentiment would be resented or appreciated by the other passenger.s
Either degree didn't help me know a thing on public opinion.