The Amusements of the Train
On my ride home last night, I had the joy of sitting next to some extremely drunk forty-somethings. They were vastly entertaining and they liked me because I humored them. One guy was obsessed with my teeth. Apparently, they are beautiful. I'll take a compliment from a drunk. I was invited to go out drinking with them but had to regretfully turn them down as it was a work night. Stupid job getting in the way of my social life. As with everything else, this story also does not have any redeeming value except to remind me that drunk people on the train are fun.Anyone else remember the passed out girl from last summer?
posted by E @10:03 AM