I'm gonna it say how my dad pronounces it.
I don't know what coach I'm on. All I know is that I have a bitch of a sinus headache. Earlier today, I was certain I was suffering from high blood pressure because I never get headaches that cause my vision to blur. But no, according to the doc at the walk-in, it's just sinus and a touch of vertigo. Concentrating at work proved impossible so I'm on this early train and being treated to a round of carryokey by three clowns behind me.
To which, I have turned around once and given the stare of death.
Really?
Bitch, you can't sing.
Shut up.
(Le sigh).
UPDATE: A woman just asked them to tone it down.
So far, so good.
If my dad was here, he'd be all like, don't make me pull this train over.
Yes, it's that annoying.
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Not nice at the best of time and much worse when you have a headache. Hope you feel better soon.
Are they doing a rendition of Little Red Chevette?
Well like I said, they calmed it down.
This is the worst headache ever and I admit my patience is short.
On a side note, as I was waiting for this site to fully load, this guy standing beside me lined up to get off at Ajax noticed the logo and said, "oh my god, I love that site". I said, "me too!"
I'd love to know what these hoardes of Ajax people do for a living that they're blessed to take such an early train home.
Hate you. No... Well, a little.
Now the asshat across from me is conducting a fucking conference call at volume 1000.
The hell!
I need my damn blowtorch. Why the hell is she telling me these people on her call that she's home alone and gonna have a hot bath tonight with Luther Vandross on the CD player.
Die! Die! Die!
Argh.
Sorry to hear you're not feeling well. Hope the headache cleared up.
Sometimes I'm able to get the 4:25 train home. Mind you, I'm in the office and at my desk before 7am. Most days it's either the 5:10 or 5:20 train.
I don't know what's funnier, your drunk blog posts or the angry ones.
I really am in a great deal of discomfort. I've never had sinus pain before. Not like this. It extends from under the eyes to around to the back of my ears. The only thing that seems to help is if I just lie down and close my eyes.
Please tell me it gets better. I'm jacked up on Sudafed and I hate it.
I usually take the 4:13 LSW home. I work 8-4, though. It's a hoof to make the train, to be sure.
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