i had class last night and took a late train home. at the first stop, an old skool ... uh, working girl got on. she was full-on a law & order extra -- red bra hanging out, short and tight black dress that she had to hang onto with one arm, carrying a giant purse and a plastic bag.
she staggered her way through the mostly empty train car and OF COURSE she sat down on the seat across from me.
as she shifted around in her seat, her plastic bag fell off the seat and a gold thing came out. she picked it up, and i saw it was a pair of panties. A GIANT pair of gold lame panties. they flapped in the breeze when she picked them up. i think she was the flag bearer for ho nation.
she reached into her purse and started brushing her hair. giant chunks of hair fell out and started tumbleweeding down the train.
when she started digging around in her cleavage and pulling out dollar bills, i got off the train and waited for the next one. i was afraid she would sneeze or something and i would get atomic hepatitis.
