Thursday, March 5, 2009
I really thought she is pregnant.
It's wierd how i got affected by this lady. I felt unappreciated, overly sensitive and mildly remorseful. The train was not crowded, at least in my own definition. As usual i sat at the corner seat, or if you wish to call it the if you see someone who needs the seat more than you, you scram, seat. Life was initially peaceful and tranquil until this lady clad in baggy dress entered the train. She stood in front of me engaging in a serious conversation with her friend. The selfish jerk beside me closed his eyes immediately. Pretentious little brat. Well, on my part i felt this force of compassion within me. It told me to give up my seat to this pregnant lady. Thus, i stood up with grace and offered my seat with a nice little sweet smile, expecting just a dainty acknowledgement in return. Instead, her faced changed from ugly to uglier. smelly to smellier. black to blacker.
That's when i realised that there's no baby in her, she is just pregnant with lipids. SHIT.
Lesson learnt: Don't ever give up your seat to any huge woman on the train. Just pretend to be in slumberland.
She slaps at 12:58 AM