It was jammed packed on my rush hour train so I stood. Next to me was a drunk guy chatting up some poor riders. I thought, what a jerk to get on a rush hour train drunk. He started talking to them about Ferguson. Asked them if they were on facebook. He told one of them, “she was f’ing awesome.”
And, then I leaned down to move my bag. And, I dumped my beer on the floor. Perfect.
And, as I wiped up my beer with some papers, I thought to myself, I guess I’m the one that’s f’ing awesome.
But, not to be out done, the drunk stumbled off the train in Croton. He was headed to Poughkeepsie. I guess he’s the awesome one.
The Commuter Daily 