Hey everyone
Today I have to be at work about 20 minutes early so Night Audit can get home to her kids before her hubby leaves for his job. I'm happy to do it, but I woke up a bit late and checked the bus / train schedules. I usually take the train, but today I found that taking the bus would actually get me to work 20 minutes early without forcing me to rush too much.
Well that turned out to be a mistake. I try not to judge people, even those who have had significant problems, but today I saw what I can only describe as a waste of oxygen. For 20-25 minutes, this loud, scruffy guy across the aisle was calling his former SO a series of colorful names while bewailing that she'd gotten him "kicked out of the clinic" (methadone clinic, which, for those who don't know, is a place where they treat heroin addiction) for "snitching on him." "Snitching" implies he was doing something he shouldn't have, but then he goes on to (loudly) proclaim he WASN'T selling drugs on that corner and she "had no right to call the cops." Yeah, sure, you're the picture of innocence. The world is persecuting you for no reason.
Worst part was I couldn't get away. This guy was so upset that I was afraid to change seats lest he turn his invective on me for daring not to be enthralled with his personal problems, and I didn't have my headphones, so I ignored him as best I could while keeping my hand on my pepper spray.
I do hope he manages to get the help he needs, which would include a major epiphany about personal responsibility. But I don't ever want to be around him in the meantime. If that means getting up half an hour earlier and getting the 5:30 train instead of the 5:50 one, so be it.
Today I have to be at work about 20 minutes early so Night Audit can get home to her kids before her hubby leaves for his job. I'm happy to do it, but I woke up a bit late and checked the bus / train schedules. I usually take the train, but today I found that taking the bus would actually get me to work 20 minutes early without forcing me to rush too much.
Well that turned out to be a mistake. I try not to judge people, even those who have had significant problems, but today I saw what I can only describe as a waste of oxygen. For 20-25 minutes, this loud, scruffy guy across the aisle was calling his former SO a series of colorful names while bewailing that she'd gotten him "kicked out of the clinic" (methadone clinic, which, for those who don't know, is a place where they treat heroin addiction) for "snitching on him." "Snitching" implies he was doing something he shouldn't have, but then he goes on to (loudly) proclaim he WASN'T selling drugs on that corner and she "had no right to call the cops." Yeah, sure, you're the picture of innocence. The world is persecuting you for no reason.
Worst part was I couldn't get away. This guy was so upset that I was afraid to change seats lest he turn his invective on me for daring not to be enthralled with his personal problems, and I didn't have my headphones, so I ignored him as best I could while keeping my hand on my pepper spray.
I do hope he manages to get the help he needs, which would include a major epiphany about personal responsibility. But I don't ever want to be around him in the meantime. If that means getting up half an hour earlier and getting the 5:30 train instead of the 5:50 one, so be it.
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