I am often offered a seat on the DART, and I just can’t bring myself to sit down. I have no idea why the DART smells so bad, but it stands to reason that it is embedded into the fabric seats. This woman sat in someone else’s gum… seriously. What is wrong with people? She has someone else’s DNA plastered to her leg. Her pants are ruined. She was just trying to get home from work. She has someone else’s DNA on her leg!!!! (Did I mention that horrific concept?)
People have started sending me stories and pictures of the train, I received this from colleagues in New York yesterday, and it was too good not to share.
There are several things I noticed here. 1) starting in the top left, the goth chick looks absolutely horrified. The funniest WTF face is the one from the guy in the brown coat. The guy with the black coat is just like, “I don’t have time to play with you son!”But as you can imagine, that is not what caught my eye. The part of the picture that I focused in on was the right side… the fact that the guy in the yellow seat is totally robbing the guy making the “daaaaammmmmnnnnn” face.
While the above view from the train was absolutely beautiful in the stormy weather, it was completely and totally negated by the fact that very close by, this jackass was on the train:
I don’t even have words for the shades of stupid displayed by this guy. Or the fact that randomly he went through the entire smoking process with his unlit cigarette. I’ve got nothing, honestly.
My favorite conversation happened at the end of the train. When a woman very loudly rejected a guy that was trying to talk to her. She was, well, scantily clad to say the least. She screamed, “why can’t guys just leave me alone.” I didn’t even have time to go Ask Andi on them, he said, “My apologies, I just thought, if she looks like a hooker, and she has sex for money, then she’s probably a prostitute, clearly the misunderstanding is mine.”
Clearly…. but I couldn’t stop laughing long enough to get a picture, but I sure tried.