Monday, November 19, 2007
Ok, so this morning's train ride featured the nasty make-out couple. I can forgive ONE lingering kiss or a couple of pecks but this morning featured a, gosh, I dunno, maybe 15 minute makeout session interspersed with dialogue such as "you're not just okay, you're fabulous" slurp, smack, heads titling. Going for the molar. Jesus. How do people think that is ok at 8:45 in the morning on a crowded train? Literally, the whole ride in. YUCK. YUCK. I can understand this taking place at night, at a bar, in the dark, with intoxicants, but on a brightly lit morning rush hour subway? Then on the other side of me is a dude listening to headphones and he is lucky because he was spared the slurpsmack but his headphones were loud and he was listening to (I think) Dire Straits. Jesus does not love me today.