In My Seat
Aug 17th, 2003 |
I was on my way home, when this guy had sat next to me on the train. He had the nerve to move his ass into my half of the seat. Like I wasn’t going to notice. Seriously, just because I’m tiny, doesn’t mean I don’t my space. Well anyway, I gave him the stare. The WTF stare. You better get out of my seat if you don’t want me to break out some whoop ass. Ha ha. Anyway, he quickly move back into his seat when he realized the wrath of the wabbit. Of course during this whole exchange, the MTA woman sitting across from me just looked at me and chuckles. That’s right! You don’t mess with the little dogs.