i was hanging out with people the other night and left a bit early to catch the last metra because i was super tired. everyone was pretty chill and then suddenly this late middle-aged guy began starting shit with some other dude. the old guy was visibly drunk... like all disheveled and badly slurring his speech and stuff. he was sitting in front of the other guy and he kept turning around and staring at him. he started bitching at the younger guy for some reason but i couldn't hear exactly what he said... it sounded like he was complaining about how loud the young guy was breathing.
the younger guy, who was short, stocky and kind of wussy loooking, just exploded and started yelling at the old guy to get out of his face. cowed, the old man didn't say a word and moved to another seat.
i was stunned that the young dude flipped out and i totally thought something else was going to happen, but they wound up not saying anything to each other for the entire ride. the old dude also pounded three cans of beer in half an hour.
i was really disappointed because there was this badass-looking chicago cop in a K-9 unit uniform with combat boots and a marine corps hat. i was really hoping he was going to have to regulate... seagal-style.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
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