Thursday, November 15, 2012

Oh, Hulk


Bus: Sit down next to a guy, tells me he wants to be the Hulk. Can't tell if the whiskey smell is coming off of me or him. "Do you believe in angels?" he asks. I pull the "Stop Requested" cord. "I don't believe in angels," I say and walk to the exit door.He stands up and yells "Hulk Smash!" and comes after me. "Seriously?" I run to work. Later, same guy is in a suit and asks for a glass of Cabernet.

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