i was on the metra the other day and there was a group of really loud people who were in their late teens/early 20s. they apparently were visiting from georgia and could not keep their fucking mouths shut about it. the train was full so i couldn't move to a different seat.
this semi-sleazy young-ish conductor with a bunch of earrings looked like he was trying to mack on this one girl in their group because he kept going over and talking to her. she started yammering about how "yes man" was one of the funniest movies she's ever seen and that she couldn't walk (i have no idea why) and was wondering whether "y'all" could just drop her off at gino's east. then some dude in her group started whining about how he couldn't eat pizza because "it's like the worst thing for [him]to eat."
i don't know what the fuck else they were talking about... by the time we reached the station, i wasn't quite pushing my way through the other passengers to escape the georgians' inane babble, but i was definitely being a little too physical for polite company.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
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Was the conductor hot? Hook me up... You know, if things don't work out with you-know-who.
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