In other words, this city has some wacky bastards, and I just need to blog about it.
I was sitting next to this girl and her little black curly-haired dog, but he kept sniffing me way more than the USDA amount. Thankfully, a spot opened up and I was able to move to a less sniffy seat.
However, now I am near a crazy middle eastern guy on a laptop and a Bluetooth earbud talking to someone very loud and fast. As we entered the tunnel, he looked at his phone in disgust since he lost signal, and then he looked back up at me smiling this huge Cheshire Cat grin.
I'm a real stinker, ain't I?
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