SUBWAY SERIES ~The Angry "Others"

I stood on the platform in my large bubble coat, tapered @ the waist, my wild, curly hair peeking out from underneath my hood. I was completely oblivious to my surroundings, as is always the case when I'm lost in my music.


Bach's "Toccata und Fugue in D minor" played violently in my ears as I imagined a black and white scary movie with vampires and capes.

I was staring straight ahead barely noticing the couple walking towards me. I only became aware of them when I observed the girl (other) snatch the hand of her man (black). I raised a brow and smirked. I was not concerned about them but she seemed to NEED to make me see that she had this prized procession (a black man). She stopped not far from me directly in my line of vision.

Now, let's be clear, I'm pretty open to people dating whomever they are attracted to, but these "others", that think they are somehow better than me, annoy me.

The train was delayed and the platform grew increasingly more crowded.

My attention was back to my music and daydreaming.

I was distracted by her again as she tugged at his arm while trying to plant kisses all the while sneaking glances at me every few seconds.

He seemed annoyed and looked as if he wanted to swat her like a fly.

I'm thinking, "Doll, your man is ugly and a little on the fat side. Chile please, I'm NOT checkin' for him" lmao.

Finally the train arrives and she's forgotten until she tries to push past me onto the train. I stick my elbow out and look her up and down, daring her. Her man pushes her to the side and allows me to step onto the train. I smile a tight smile and say, “Thanks” as I walk past them.

I’m only riding for a few stops so I don’t sit. I stand by the door. I see the not so attractive boyfriend staring at me thru the reflection in the window. *Eyebrow raise* She (the girlfriend) seems to have an attitude now. The wicked little trouble maker in me takes over. I turn to face them. I look into his eyes, smile softly, and then turn away bashfully. I look down at my phone, press a few buttons and smile brilliantly as I look back up at him. He’s staring and cannot turn away. My stop is approaching and I hold his gaze for a few seconds, blink, and then turn to face the door. I chuckle to myself as I see his reflection still staring while the girlfriend tries frantically to get his attention.

The doors open and I walk out not before looking over my shoulder and winking. Lmao! The doors close and I wave to the girlfriend. She turns red as the train pulls away.



*ding dong*

Thank you for riding the MTA