This morning I had to get my vehicle inspected so I took a
later train in. (Passed with flying colors by the way!). Anyway, later train
in. I left my house with a few minutes to spare… or so I thought. I round the
corner and see the train pulling in early. I am 2 blocks away so I start
running in my ballet flats. Clearly not running shoes but I manage. Since it is
a later train, I don’t have the luxury of people boarding and stalling for time
so I run up the stairs and the ramp to the train. It certainly got my heart
going and my blood pumping. I was the last one to board.
I turn to find a seat as I try to catch my breath. I find a three seater that has just one guy
in it. I sit down as I still try to catch my breath. I don’t want to sound like
a wheezing hyena so I try to just take deep breaths until I am breathing normal
again.
Picture the dad from family guy. Gross! He is the same body
shape, same face and has on dirty “gym” clothes and a sweat headband. He turns
to me and says “You ok?”
“Oh…sorry. I’m ok. I just had to run for the train.” I tell
him.
“Oh. You work in Boston?”
“I do.”
“I used to go to school in Boston but I got kicked out.
Something stupid. I’m fighting it.” He says. I am confused because he looks
like he is 50.
“Oh, that’s too bad.” I say as I grab my book out of my bag.
“Ya. I’m getting off in Lynn to see if I can get it squared
away.” He tells me.
“Oh. That’s the next stop.” I start grabbing my bags as it
will come quick and I’ll need to let him out without his sweaty self touching
me.
“Say, before I go can I get your number?” he asks as
everyone is listening in.
“Um, this is Lynn. I have a boyfriend. You need to go now.”
I tell him in my best attempt at being as nice as possible while failing
miserably at being nice and kicking him off the train with everyone looking.
It’s almost Friday!
