At the subway station, lost as usual...I sit down on the bench and decide to wait on the next train.  In which I can ask the conductor; what train do I need to take to get to where I want to go?  Sitting beside me is a  heavy set Caucasian men singing Jesus Is the Answer. Just as free as he want to be.   He stops and looks at me and says "People think I'm crazy, but I don't care!"  I nod at him, thinking aww I haven't heard that song in such a long time.  Part of me really wanted to sing along, but something said DON'T.   
I see the next train approaching so I got in position on the platform where the conductor window where land.   The Singing Man was watching me the whole time.  I kindly asked the conductor for the correct directions.  He gave them to me, and then I took my seat to wait on the appropriate train.  As I sat there I begun to smell the scent of chocolate very strongly!  So strong I thought I had sat in some candy.  I got up to check the back of my dress and the bottom of my seat, but there was nothing there.  Funny I didn't smell that smell earlier when I was sitting there.  The singing man looked at me and  ask " What's the matter?  Did you sit in something wet?"I tell him " No. I thought I sat in some chocolate". I then ask him if he smelled the strong scent of chocolate?  He told me that he smelled it too.. Then he started looking around.  While he is looking I noticed him putting something in his mouth.  I asked him  "What's that your eating?" He showed me the package...AND...IT'S A BAG OF WHOPPERS! I told him "That's what I'm smelling!  Whoppers are chocolate!" He looked at me with an OOOO, yeah expression.  I thought to myself "Poor guy he really doesn't know. He is CRAZY!"
Thursday, December 9, 2010
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ahahaha! I love your stories about the big city. miss ya gal.
ReplyDeleteHey Susan! It's always a pleasure talking to you. Thanks for being a supporter of my blog. Hope to see you at GG b-day weekend;-)
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