Saturday, February 23, 2008

Commute

Crammed together, hanging onto straps for dear life. I hear the muffled beat through headphones around me. Someone sweats and their deodorant doesn't work. Someone else has had a few too many drinks. Snatches of conversation surround me. Some are between real people. We've reached a station. Commuters flow out the door. I can breathe.

5 comments:

Mike M said...

Rush hour sucks!!!!

evalinn said...

I´m so glad I can walk to work!

MarmiteToasty said...

Stinkie armpits are the pits :)

x

Janie said...

We barely have public transportation here...

MissE said...

Oh god ... b.o. *shudder*

A classroom with no airconditioning, a hot summer's day topping out at over 40 degrees, the lesson after lunch, and 30 Year 10 students for whom personal hygiene is a mystery... oh the odiferous(?) joy...

You poor thing - sympathies!