Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Foot rot

The lady beside me keeps slipping her bare feet in and out of her loafers. Each time she does she assaults me with a smell - stale sweat? - that can only be described as how a car would smell if it sat all day in the sun with an open bag of corn chips baking on the dash.
The lady across from her has been busily fashioning a mask out of a Metro newspaper.


RonNasty said...

Was she making a gas mask? Maybe she could show those law interns how to make them, then they can save their coworkers.

Anonymous said...

LOL @ RonNasty

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