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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