This Is The Most Public of My Many Humiliations
Saturday, January 08, 2005
Lower Middle Class State Of Mind
My eyes have been open since 6 am, but I am just waking up right now, the exact time is 830 am. I am on a train, heading east, making all regular stops. En route to Montreal. I opted for first class, since I was hungry and wanted a free meal, a free meal that costs an extra $80, but I also get highspeed internet access which is pretty sweet if you ask me. Although I cant connect to blogger, hotmail, or MSN messenger. So right now I am writing in a word pad document. I was just served breakfast. I had the choice of some mushroom(puke) omelet, a bread souffle(I don't know what that is, but I got it anyway) and a fruit cocktail("gimme your cocktail, fruit"). The food was alright, its pretty much the same as airline food, cept you are eating it on the ground. The stupid via guy is sitting right behind me and his goddamn walkie talkie wont shut the fuck up. We are not aloud to play music, movies, or even have our cell phones on anything more the vibrate. Yet I have to sit here and listen to this guy chat about cats with his life partner on the other end of the walkie talkie.
Im going to say something, I am going to stand up for my rights as a passenger of this train, and I am going to ask him to turn down the noise.
Ok, I didn't do it, im a wimp, I walked right by him and into the bathroom to wash my hands. I did shoot him a dirty look as I passed though. I was stupid when I though first class would be that much better. We are just at the front of the train, if anything I find this worse. If we crash with another train, we are toast for sure, as for the people a few trains back in economy, I am sure their lives would be saved.
In the train station they have this elitist lounge for the Via1(first class) passengers. I went in for a bit to check it out. Pretty cool they had TV's and free drinks everywhere. I wonder if it was past 12 if they would be serving booze. I am pretty sure the women across the isle from me is sipping on some white wine, but you never know. I don't really want to ask her about it though kinda embarrassing. Envision this:
"excuse me miss?"
"yeah what do you want?"
"well I was wondering if that was white wine you are drinking, or if you know if they are serving alcohol on the train?"
at this point it could go one of 2 ways
1) "yes it is white wine, would you like a sip"
or
2)"no this is you apple juice you fool".
As you can tell, I play out every single situation in my head before acting upon anything. I guess that makes me the most paranoid( or is it prepared?) person on the planet.
The seats in front of me, and behind me are not taken, I really hope that it stays this way for the rest of the voyage, I am about 3 hours outside of Montreal, and about to take a nap, check you on the flip
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Ok naps over, im here in montreal, at my ever giving friends' house the james and greg(worst gramatical sentance in history).
so we are chilling playing some videogames, decieded what to do with our meager existances.
party time in montreal.
killed softly at 1/08/2005 03:28:00 PM
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