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I snort. “Not that I’m aware of, I mean I like to eat meat, but it’s only from animals as far as I know.”
“How do you know? Do you watch them slaughter the animal?” he winks.
I think and shake my head. “I think I would be able to tell the difference.”
“So, why did you want to take a bite out of her?” he questions.
“She smelled like licorice and I like licorice.”
He nods in understanding. “And the other guy?”
“Were you spying on me?” I swing my head to look to him.
“I heard someone talking extremely fast, then I looked up from my phone and this kid is basically running away from the seat.”
“Ah yes. I complained about my day, he sat down and I pretty much attacked him with my verbal vomit. He didn’t like it very much. He probably just wanted to be left alone.”
“Verbal vomit, eh? Hit me with it?”
“Why? So you can be the third? This isn’t baseball, I’m not going to get ejected from the train.”
“What can it hurt? Why did you verbally vomit on the poor kid?”
“He asked for it.” I say.
“And now I am, so hit me with it.”
I take a deep breath, and everything begins to flow from my mouth.
“I worked endlessly on a project for work. I had everything all set up and would have landed the promotion that I’ve been working towards for the past few years, but I didn’t get to do my presentation. I didn’t get to share my ideas and I sure as hell didn’t get that promotion. I basically couldn’t sleep last night, because I was so nervous and stress eating salad like there was an endless supply. So then, our big man editor comes in and says that there’s a change in staffing, not saying who or what that change would be and that because of that, no one is getting raises anytime soon. How ridiculous! All I wanted was a damn promotion, I’ve worked hard over the years, put in my time and all for nothing. I should just quit and find another job somewhere else. Somewhere where my work will be valued, and I would be able to get a promotion for the hard work that I do. Then, I wouldn’t have to deal with the shitty coffee, the bad breath of Beverly or that fact that I have to take the train to and from work into the city every freaking day. Like I could work by my house, get street tacos during my lunch, and not have to deal with the crap food around work that gives me the runs. Or hell, I could get a better paying job and finally not have a roommate who sings badly in the shower or brings home randoms from Tinder all the time. I love her, like a lot, but I could do without the revolving door. Sometimes, she’s one of my besties, but she’s too free spirited for me. Then I could get a dog and have someone to snuggle and love me unconditionally. And now, because of these stupid changes, I don’t get to do any of that. None of it! None!”
“Do you want some water?” the handsome man offers me a bottled water from his bag.
I take it and whisper a ‘thanks’ to him before taking a large sip.
“Well, it sounds like you had a shitty day, I’m sorry, it sounds like a lot.”
“Oh, you don’t even know the half of it.”
“Well, I have a few more stops before I need to get off.” He offers.
“Have you ever had a doctor’s appointment where the doctor didn’t even look at you? Like what the hell is up with that?” I snap recalling my annual checkup with my new doctor last week.
