Why is it that most of my pet peeves seem to stem from the good old red rocket? I don't get it. I swear, public transportation is full of weirdos. The amount of weirdos that are on the transit are greater the later the hours gets I've also noticed.
I was coming home a few days ago on the subway when the most disgusting of habits unfolded before me and my friends' eyes. Sitting straight across from us was this skinny asian guy in his twenties (hence should have known better than to have done...) clipping madly away at his nails. We're not talking like one two clips for each nail, we're talking multiple clips here. Like machine gun fire. It was so disgusting!
Kim was the first to notice and nudged me ever so slightly to look. I couldn't help but stare with the most disgusted look I could muster up, because fuck, it's gross! Like those things could go flying into your eye or something. Kim was laughing so hard because I couldn't/wouldn't stop staring. Just disgusting. Where is this world going to I ask...?
