Here's the part of the story that you might want to skip for a few different reasons:
1. If you're easily grossed out, stop reading now.
2. If you don't want to think I'm disgusting.
3. I can't believe I'm actually telling this story but Rachel said if I didn't tell it in full it wouldn't be funny.
Okkkkay, so I've been sick for like a week.. so with sickness comes lots of congestion, right? So as we're stepping onto the metro.. I get a lot of drainage.. well.. to be frank.. I really needed to hawk a lugi, classy lady.. I know. But hey, don't even judge me.. I know it's happened to all of you. Well I was about to spit it out BUT there's a freaking POLICE OFFICER sitting oh you know 5 feet from me. So I'm thinkin' it's fine, it takes like 2 minutes to get to our stop. Two minutes, no big deal right?
OH NO. Then the freaking gypsy lady comes up with her "moo cow toy".. she presses a button and it makes a "mooooo" noise and then she shakes the cup in front of our faces trying to get us to give her money. Then she finally notices that I'm not talking (because I can't remember or I'll spit all over myself) and she shakes the cup in my face. AND THEN SHE STARTED HITTING ME, I WAS BEING SLAPPED BY A GYPSY ON THE METRO! So as she was hitting me she was making a mouthing action with her hand & for a moment I contemplated spitting into her cup because she really wanted me to talk.
In then end I gave her 10 cents.
Yep, gross. I had to hawk and lugi and I was molested by a gypsy, awesome.
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