Due to track works last night, the trains were running all over the place and it just so happened to not go to the lower east side but all the way to Brooklyn! So like any panicked passenger, I jumped up bundled all my winter gear and tried to run off the train. In the process I lost my glove and got jammed in the train doors.
Fortunately there was the best samaritan in my carriage as he rushed to give me back my glove AND used his own body to ram open the doors of the train as I was sort of in a half in half out situation. I was like 'Woah, that's dedication for someone you don't even know'.
I suppose now I have to pay it forward so I'm making my roommate waffles. Hardly life threatening I know, but who doesn't like waffles??!
Off The Topic:
Lion King's 'Circle of Life' is a very bad hangover song.


N.B single mattress found on village street near piles of garbage is