Originally Posted: 2003-08-29 22:10 (no longer live)
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To the guy who puked on the Max earlier tonight...

ok so, it was bad enough that you were making out with your woman's dirty hand (i'm pretty sure a good shower would have done you both some amount of good...), but did you have to be so wasted to puke on the max train??? it was vile, disgusting, gross, (insert adjective here), etc... here i am, in the upper part of the max, minding my own business coming home from a networking meeting, listening to my ipod, thinking about having a good dinner and the next thing i know i see a huge red puddle across from me and underneath your seat (did your last beverage have to be a red drink? ick.). you stumble to your feet and i almost thought you were going to hurl again...or fall on me. i guess you and your woman decided to walk, i'm glad you left... because it certainly seemed like you were gonna toss yer cookies again... cringing i get up to find another seat because i was gonna ralph if i continued home in that one... but you must have puked into your own hand as well because the vertical bar down the steps was soaked. completely grossed out, i lost my appetite because of you and your inability to hold your drink... all this occuring on my long day of almost no nutritional meal (or value) to speak of...

ick ick ICK!

my missed connection: my appetite and a good dinner....




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