The relatively normal looking guy (kinda short and skinny, blond, bearded, red flannel shirt and skinny pants, lace up boots) leans over to the guy sitting by the door on the subway, says something unintelligible in an accent I can’t place, flips the guy off, and walks to the next car.
I’m sitting on the same bench as the guy who got flipped off, so I lean around the person between us and ask, “What just happened?”
“He said my watch ‘fucking sucked,’” the guy says with a chagrined look.
When I take a look at his watch, and tell him it looks perfectly fine to me, he replies, somewhat sadly, “I work really hard for it."
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