Last night I was heading home from the gym on the R Train, just minding my business and reading my book when a lady sat down in the seat next to me.
This wasn't a huge surprise because even though it wasn't rush hour or anything, the train was surprisingly full.
After riding for a few minutes, she tapped me on the should and said, "Excuse me," in a very timid voice and I saw that she was a young Asian lady with bad skin and bad teeth.
Being the friendly sort of fellow that I am, I replied. "Yes?"
"If you had a billion dollars, what would you do with it?"
"A billion dollars?"
"Yes."
"Well, I suppose I'd go on vacation."
"Oh! Is that all? Like would you continue to work or what?"
"Yes, I'd probably work, but not likely at the job I have. I'd travel. I'd maybe go to school."
"Oh. Ok. Thank you."
"You're welcome," I said and I went back to reading my book.
A few more minutes passed and she wanted me to look at some pages that she had torn out of a magazine.
I paid perfunctory attention to the pages before smiling and returning to my reading.
I should have told her that people have peed in their pants to get my attention before. Magazines just won't cut it anymore.
I know she was just trying to make a new friend, but when I got off the train I still checked to make sure I hadn't accidentally joined another cult.
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