Sent via email to cj@thiscrazytrain.com by Sylvia O.This young man sat down across from me this afternoon, undressed himself, shoved all his belongings under his seat, re-arranged his knapsack, pulled out a drink and a container, re-arranged his backpack again, found a fork, opened the container ...
OH MY GOD. THE SMELL!!!
It smelled like the hallowed out heel of the boot part of a hockey skate. One that has been worn for years and sweated in for just as long.
I pretty much coughed and gagged and this kid asked me if I was all right as he put a big scoop of smelly sausage and rice into his mouth.
I got off at Danforth as I couldn't take it anymore and waited almost an hour for the next train. In the cold! That's how bad it stunk.
Sylvia asked me to use the largest font size I possibly could for her "projection".
4 comments:
Pretty extreme reaction. You couldn't just sit in another area of the train?
Because, Kary, the train was packed and I'd be out of a seat and I guess I reacted badly. I know I did because I froze my butt off!!!
i love a good sausage in my mouth. hurrr!
SYLVIA? REALLY?
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