I made it through class. I ate solid food. And I nearly got in a fistfight on the CTA train coming home, but I might also have found true love.
The fever broke this afternoon, and I made it all the way through class today with no barf. I ate chicken soup (so far) with no dire consequences. I treated my inner child to the purchase of Serenity on DVD. And on the way home, this is what happened:
Location: Brown Line, 7:30 pm, North toward Kimball
BLABBY CELL PHONE LADY: blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
Train conductor: This is Merchandise Mart.
BLABBY CELL PHONE LADY: blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah BLAH! BLAH!
Train conductor: This is Armitage
Train passengers: :sigh, rolling eyes:
BLABBY CELL PHONE LADY: blah and BLAH! BLAH AND BLAH! blah blah blah blah blah blah!"
Train conductor: This is Fullerton.
BLABBY CELL PHONE LADY: BLABBITY BLAH! BLABBITY! BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLABBITY! BLABBITY!"
Train conductor: This is Belmont
BLABBY CELL PHONE LADY: Did I mention blah? AND BLAH? BLAB BLAB BLAB BLAB BLAB! FUCKING A BLAB!
Me: I will give you my seat and $5 if you will hang up your phone and stop talking.
BLABBY CELL PHONE LADY: Oh my god, you will never believe it, this TOTAL BITCH just told me to shut up!
Me: I was deadly serious. My seat + $5. Please. Stop talking.
BLABBY CELL PHONE LADY: OH MY GOD, WHAT A CUNT, WHY CAN'T SHE JUST TUNE IT OUT? BLABBITY BLABBITY
Guy Next To Me: 10 bucks.
BLABBY CELL PHONE LADY: What?
Guy Next To Me: I will give you $10 to shut up.
Me: Plus my $5. That's $15.
Guy Next To Me: To shut up.
Me: Plus, our seats.
Guy Next To Me: If only you will be quiet.
Train Conductor: This is Damen.
BLABBY CELL PHONE LADY: OH MY GOD, WHAT IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE? WHY CAN'T EVERYONE JUST MIND THEIR BUSINESS? WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT, BITCH? YOU DON'T WANT TO MESS WITH ME, I WILL PUNCH YOU IN THE GODDAMN FACE."
She got off at Western.
I did not get Guy Next To Me's phone number.
I totally should have.
The fever broke this afternoon, and I made it all the way through class today with no barf. I ate chicken soup (so far) with no dire consequences. I treated my inner child to the purchase of Serenity on DVD. And on the way home, this is what happened:
Location: Brown Line, 7:30 pm, North toward Kimball
BLABBY CELL PHONE LADY: blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
Train conductor: This is Merchandise Mart.
BLABBY CELL PHONE LADY: blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah BLAH! BLAH!
Train conductor: This is Armitage
Train passengers: :sigh, rolling eyes:
BLABBY CELL PHONE LADY: blah and BLAH! BLAH AND BLAH! blah blah blah blah blah blah!"
Train conductor: This is Fullerton.
BLABBY CELL PHONE LADY: BLABBITY BLAH! BLABBITY! BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLABBITY! BLABBITY!"
Train conductor: This is Belmont
BLABBY CELL PHONE LADY: Did I mention blah? AND BLAH? BLAB BLAB BLAB BLAB BLAB! FUCKING A BLAB!
Me: I will give you my seat and $5 if you will hang up your phone and stop talking.
BLABBY CELL PHONE LADY: Oh my god, you will never believe it, this TOTAL BITCH just told me to shut up!
Me: I was deadly serious. My seat + $5. Please. Stop talking.
BLABBY CELL PHONE LADY: OH MY GOD, WHAT A CUNT, WHY CAN'T SHE JUST TUNE IT OUT? BLABBITY BLABBITY
Guy Next To Me: 10 bucks.
BLABBY CELL PHONE LADY: What?
Guy Next To Me: I will give you $10 to shut up.
Me: Plus my $5. That's $15.
Guy Next To Me: To shut up.
Me: Plus, our seats.
Guy Next To Me: If only you will be quiet.
Train Conductor: This is Damen.
BLABBY CELL PHONE LADY: OH MY GOD, WHAT IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE? WHY CAN'T EVERYONE JUST MIND THEIR BUSINESS? WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT, BITCH? YOU DON'T WANT TO MESS WITH ME, I WILL PUNCH YOU IN THE GODDAMN FACE."
She got off at Western.
I did not get Guy Next To Me's phone number.
I totally should have.
- Music:beautiful, blessed silence

Comments
Yeesh.
I think you're my soulmate.
Love,
Bitchy Train Girl
Also, it fascinates me that I like you and we have no common interests listed. I think I must friend you.
DON'T PUT YOUR PENIS ON ME!
This can be enforced by any means necessary.
If I were in charge of the CTA, you would replace Jack as the next poster girl. (And James Earl Jones would get to say "This is Library,State and VanBuren")
I am not against cell phone use, ownership, etc. But in spaces where people cannot get away from you, you'd better limit the conversation to "Hey, I'm on my way" or "Can you pick up x for dinner?" as most of my fellow lovely brown line passengers seem to do.
Good for you though for standing up for yourself!
Well, I wouldn't. But I'd have got off at my stop and wished I had. Which is probably what that guy did.
So. Yeaahhh.
As for me, I'm gonna have to grab my cell and wander the trains, shouting into it and hoping I run into you.
Also, today on the Brown Line, I heard a girl laugh and 100% thought it was you. I turned around and contorted myself to see who it was, and felt like a perfect idiot when I saw not-you. She definitely saw me checking her out, and I am dumb.
The end.
P.S. You have chutzpah! Good for you.
Get that boy's number.
-- Ender, Duke_of_URL