I figure I need to take a minor break from the writing focus of this...whatever this blog is, and vent a little.
I live and work in the Boston area. I commute daily through the Fenway area. I used to go to school and live in dorms four blocks down from Fenway.
What am I trying to say with all this?
Basically, I hate you. Yep, I said it. You drunk bastards clogging up my trains and FALLING ON ME. Mostly I hate the ones who fall on me. Which they always do. When I lived in dorms I used to wish the Red Sox would lose every time so that security would stop holding us hostage (they would lock all the gates and only have one point of entry/exit all the way at the other end of the dorm campus). I hate it when you spill your drinks on me too. All of you overly excited sports fan FREAKS (pot. kettle. black.) who get so over the top that you forget common decency and manners and act like spoiled 3 year olds (even if you are over 50). It's unacceptable!
I know, I know. FENWAY! RED SOX!!! BASEBALL!!! I totally get it. Am totally there with you. BUT. Would it hurt you to be a tiny, teeny bit considerate to the other people on the train? Ones who are tired? Reading? The ones edging away in terror or being squished? No? I didn't think so. So. Happy 100 Birthday, Fenway. Happy Baseball season, internet. (If you squish me, I swear I will flip my ever living $%^& and scream and fake a medical emergency in revenge. And then where will you be? Stranded. For hours. All of you~ mwahaha....)
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I live and work in the Boston area. I commute daily through the Fenway area. I used to go to school and live in dorms four blocks down from Fenway.
What am I trying to say with all this?
Basically, I hate you. Yep, I said it. You drunk bastards clogging up my trains and FALLING ON ME. Mostly I hate the ones who fall on me. Which they always do. When I lived in dorms I used to wish the Red Sox would lose every time so that security would stop holding us hostage (they would lock all the gates and only have one point of entry/exit all the way at the other end of the dorm campus). I hate it when you spill your drinks on me too. All of you overly excited sports fan FREAKS (pot. kettle. black.) who get so over the top that you forget common decency and manners and act like spoiled 3 year olds (even if you are over 50). It's unacceptable!
I know, I know. FENWAY! RED SOX!!! BASEBALL!!! I totally get it. Am totally there with you. BUT. Would it hurt you to be a tiny, teeny bit considerate to the other people on the train? Ones who are tired? Reading? The ones edging away in terror or being squished? No? I didn't think so. So. Happy 100 Birthday, Fenway. Happy Baseball season, internet. (If you squish me, I swear I will flip my ever living $%^& and scream and fake a medical emergency in revenge. And then where will you be? Stranded. For hours. All of you~ mwahaha....)
;)
