Lately I have been taking the subway with bob in the morning and it turned out neither of us really love it. I mean I don't mind it but I don't get as much stuff done readingwise. And from his point of view, I am just too angry and comment way too much on what bugs me.
So anyway, I think it was Thursday morning and I was seating next to this man who apparently didn't have time to have breakfast at home. So here he was eating his gross homemade egg sandwich on the subway.
Well, first of all, eating on the subway is illegal. (Well actually I spent the past five minutes looking for confirmation on the MTA Web site and I haven't found it so it might not be illegal after all but it is certainly not a proper social behavior. This story says that it is illegal but I couldn't confirm it.). (Once someone was eating a chicken soup on the subway and it stank really bad. They should really make it illegal if it isn't)
But anyway back to my egg-sandwich eating commuting neighbor: the guy was chewing in my hear. I could hear everything, from the bite to the actual chewing, the reaching for food stuck in his teeth and even the cleaning of the mouth with water in between each bite. So I though it was really gross.
I made some comments up in the air. Nobody caught them beside bob, who told me after we got off the train that I really have a problem and should think about having my commuter anger problem treated.
I told him I'll think about it.
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