||[Jun. 3rd, 2008|06:19 pm]
what a marvelous mess
|||||santogold - anne||]|
I love rush-hour Metro fights. Generally, because I know that even if I'm fighting with some random guy, he can't really do much since the metro is super crowded, which gives me free license to pretty much say and do as I please and not have to worry that death is imminent.
I'm on my way to get on the train at Farragut North, but shit! It's crowded. The group of people I was in was waiting until all the passengers had gotten off the train already, and then started to get on. All of a sudden this woman barrels out of the car and slams into me when I'm halfway into the car. I scream, on instinct, "HOLY FUCKING CHRIST" and push past her and onto the train.
This guy, about thirty or so, screams at me: "YOU NEED TO WAIT UNTIL ALL THE PASSENGERS ARE OFF THE TRAIN BEFORE YOU DECIDE TO TRY TO GET ON," I'm all, "Buh? Who is this guy? What do my train adventures (or misadventures) matter to him?"
I look at him and decide that he's a total asshole who didn't care one way or the other, and just decided to be a dick for fun.
The sarcasm dripped from my voice: "Oh, HAY THERE. In case you didn't notice, sir, the group of people waiting for the train, including myself, waited until we thought no one else was getting off... Oh, and by the way, I don't remember asking you. Thanks."
He immediately countered with "BITCH" - in that kind of "This is supposed to be quiet but I want everyone else around us to hear as well" way.
The only response needed? "Yeah, so I've been told. Doesn't bother me any, so I guess it just sucks for you."
He shut up then, but only because his friend told him to. I could have kept going all the way til Shady Grove, but it's probably just as well that was that.
After he got off the train at Adams-Morgan, the old lady next to me says, "I actually say this as a compliment - you are kind of a bitch."
Everyone around her laughed.
I was flattered.