A drunk woman on the train thought I was a terrorist and said "You know that they're going to come and get you. They're gonna kick you off the train and you won't be able to blow it up." or something like that. While sitting on my lap. Was a weird night.
I confess that some days I feel like I'm just waiting and hoping that some wonderful person is going to come along and save me from myself and it makes me feel pathetic.
What the actual hell was up with that guy?
I'm consistently surprised at how absolutely miserable some people can be. I probably shouldn't be at this point, but still...
Sorry you had to deal with that. That sucks.
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