SO here I am, reading New Moon for the second time. I think I am now at a good point in my life to read it, when I'm not bound to get totally immersed and depressed over Edward's absence (oops, did I spoil it?). Oh...I forget how great the kissing parts are. I think I'm roughly 14 years old. Wait...16. Let's make things legal here.
ANYWAY, here I am on TRAX, happily starting my book. I'm nearing my stop, so I sullenly close my book. I glance around the train for anything interesting and I see to the side of me on the opposite aisle, a man in work boots. Furthermore, dirty jeans and Carhartt jacket. Better yet, a nice bushy cop/fireman style 'stache. I'd say early 50's. Lo and behold, he has his nose buried in New Moon. BIZARRE!!!! Actually I'm betting his wife or his 14 year old daughter requested that he read the book. Either that, or he lost a bet.
I guess that just goes to show that literature touches the hearts of people of all stages of life in all situations and unites us in our love for a little Twilight....that was hideously cheesy...Edward is calling me now. :)
Showing posts with label The Joys of Trax. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Joys of Trax. Show all posts
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Sunday, March 8, 2009
The Joys of TRAX!! (the first in what I'm sure will become a series)
Taking TRAX to work is great. I get to catch a few extra minutes of sleep, read a book or just veg in general and enjoy not dealing with Mr. Moron driver in front of me cutting me off. However, there are a few sacrifices...dear ones.
I've actually been just dying to post this, and it's about time. This event occurred a few months ago, but many people have heard this story. It's just too dang funny. It wasn't funny at the time, though.
Once upon a time, I boarded a relatively crowded TRAX train. There were no seats available, so I proceeded to the nearest stairwell to just hang out. Keep in mind that I am down about two feet from the rest of the riders. Well, the train got more and more crowded, and people were standing close to the stairwell. I really wish I could post a diagram to give you the full effect of my unfortunate position. Let it suffice to say that the side of my face was in rather close proximity to the derierres of those backed up to the stairwell.
Bet you can't guess. I heard something. Close. Really close. Uncomfortably close. Something that invokes major embarrassment usually, but in my case, utter disgust...something that made me want to yell,"Did you seriously just f*&t in my face? You did not JUST do that!!!!!" Oh. My. Heck.
Wait for it...
I kept my mouth shut and started texting some friends to let them know of my plight. I was just praying that I wouldn't receive the "full effect" of his careless casualness. Oh, and might I mention, no apology, no nothing. So here it came....oh my freaking nasty! What the heck did this guy eat for lunch? Are you serious?! I really wanted to run...far, far away to lands of sweet flowers or maybe freshly baked bread, but no. Trapped in a TRAX train next to a guy who just broke wind in my face. Getting off at my stop couldn't come soon enough.
Sure, it's flat out HILARIOUS now, but I remember it well...
I've actually been just dying to post this, and it's about time. This event occurred a few months ago, but many people have heard this story. It's just too dang funny. It wasn't funny at the time, though.
Once upon a time, I boarded a relatively crowded TRAX train. There were no seats available, so I proceeded to the nearest stairwell to just hang out. Keep in mind that I am down about two feet from the rest of the riders. Well, the train got more and more crowded, and people were standing close to the stairwell. I really wish I could post a diagram to give you the full effect of my unfortunate position. Let it suffice to say that the side of my face was in rather close proximity to the derierres of those backed up to the stairwell.
Bet you can't guess. I heard something. Close. Really close. Uncomfortably close. Something that invokes major embarrassment usually, but in my case, utter disgust...something that made me want to yell,"Did you seriously just f*&t in my face? You did not JUST do that!!!!!" Oh. My. Heck.
Wait for it...
I kept my mouth shut and started texting some friends to let them know of my plight. I was just praying that I wouldn't receive the "full effect" of his careless casualness. Oh, and might I mention, no apology, no nothing. So here it came....oh my freaking nasty! What the heck did this guy eat for lunch? Are you serious?! I really wanted to run...far, far away to lands of sweet flowers or maybe freshly baked bread, but no. Trapped in a TRAX train next to a guy who just broke wind in my face. Getting off at my stop couldn't come soon enough.
Sure, it's flat out HILARIOUS now, but I remember it well...
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