today i saw the most repulsive/ infuriating/ perplexing thing on the train.
a balding man in his late 30's boards the train armed with a suitcase and two green enviro bags chock a block full of sweets. he sits opposite me, taking off his black trenchcoat to reveal a red flannel shirt. "that's ok"...i thought..."perhaps he has children and is planning a party for them"...
he puts down his black umbrella and stretches to reveal his black fanny pack around his overflowing waist (no doubt filled with candy too). with a sigh, he has finally settled and proceeds to forage through his treasures. "oh dear"...."i was wrong"
he pulls out a 1.25L bottle of coke. sculls it down in less than a minute and drops it on the floor. *crush crush crush* thirteen stomps later, i realised why he is wearing sturdy black wellington boots. he makes a small crevice in one of the green enviro bags and shoves the flattened plastic in. bottle after bottle, he repeats the process. my ears suffered the most agonising sound they have ever heard. he must've finished five by my count.
but no, he is not done yet. he stretches once more, pushing his hands down his pants. "wtf"...i hesitate..."oh please god no"
thankfully i am relieved. he is only pulling out three more bags of candy. one bag of snakes. one bag of gummi bears. and a mixed bag of fruit chews. he snacks, nay feasts, on these.
alas, it is my stop. i get off, peeking into his other enviro bag and suitcase. "more candy....more fizzy drinks...enough to feed fifty five year olds for several months"
it is beyond me how he could consume that amount of sugar in half an hour, or how he could drink so much sugary liquid and not need the bathroom. and who knows how much he had consumed before and after i had seen him.
one thing is for sure though, i am equally disgusted as i am amused and fascinated.
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