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| The Messanger woman to the unzipped. |
| 02.24.05 (7:15 pm) [edit] |
I was riding the subway home from work this evening. Snow was falling outside, blanketing the city once again as I crossed over the Manhattan bridge. Sitting next to me was a woman who happened to notice the women next to her had her fly unzipped. So she kindly tells her. The unzipped women replied with a laugh of embarrassment "oh my god!' And the other woman said she would want someone to do the same. I was then reminded of all the times my fly was unzipped and I walked around in Public as a matter of fact, a few days ago there was a slight breeze in a spot where there shouldn't be one! and another time I was teaching and my ESL student drew a diagram of my pants to show me that my fly was unzipped. How embarassing! would you want someone to do the same? even a complete stranger?
So as I'm riding on this Q train I open my book and try to read, but can't help and over hear the conversation next to me. THe messenger woman has just come from a ceramics class and is showing the other women what she made. She then talks about a turtle shell she has caste in Metal and made into a purse... strange... so I continue trying to read my book as the Messenger women then talks about her pets... how she has to feed her cat 6 pills because it has diarrhea... yada yada yada... she then talks about her pet sugargilder who has died and had taxedermied... at that moment the word taxidermy word appears in my book... how strange... isn't it funny when your reading and someone unconnected to you says the word you're reading... I don't know maybe this isn't interesting... but it seems to happen a lot to me. i like noticing things like this.
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