I heard this angry exchange between two women as I got on the T:
First Woman: I work hard for a living! I work (expletive) hard to make money! Don’t you get that?
Second Woman: Look, all I’m saying is: I don’t know anybody named John.
I can’t imagine how these two could possibly have been having the same argument. It reminds me of a Louis C K routine about arguing:
I decided that I’m gonna argue with this guy, but I’m gonna argue about something else. I’m not having his argument; I’m having mine. So, he’s like, “Go!” And I go, “Well give me back my jacket!” And he stopped. I was like, “Yeah, you got my jacket! Give it back! I said you could borrow it, not have it!”
(And now, as a result of this post, Google has “comedian stole my jacket” in my permanent search history.)
September 11th, 2009 at 5:26 pm
What you didn’t hear was the first woman who said “That’s right! I took your money and gave it her friend John. You got a problem with that?” Then she ran away just before you got off the “T”.
Speaking of the “T”…. Do people ever, like, meet for tea and biscuits on the train? A MBTA tea party, as it were. There could be some logistics problems, like spillage, noise, more spillage.
How about MBTA brand tea? Call it “T-Squared: The tea the keeps you going”.