I work in New York City. It's full of nutters. Go figure.

Friday, September 03, 2004

Friday September 3rd

There was a woman on my train who was so fucking tense she made me vibrate.

She moved seats three times for no discernible reason. She sighed loudly. She twiddled endlessly. When we got to the last stop she sprinted out of the train and was quickly lost to view. I hated her. Then I realised, maybe she'd had a death in the family or something. Then I realised I hated her anyway.


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