Today, a rush hour train, but who cares. I need the room for me to stretch out and to put my bag. I don't care if that means one more person can't sit. I'm a commidiot, I just care about myself.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Friday, April 23, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
This guy was on the phone from the second he got on, as if shutting up and napping a bit was out of the question. Then again, the yapping lady rows behind whose conversation was fully understandable was worse.
Welcome to Hell, locked up in a box with a bunch of audiots. What a way to start the day.