Spitting Mad

i left work early today because i am sick. so i walked my ailing butt 6 blocks in the rain and got on the train and the only seat was next to a dirty man who smelled of hotdogs. anyhow, i sat down and at the next stop, some old, filthy lady who reeked of alcohol and was screaming in a mixture of polish and english (the only words i could make out were "God" "Fuck" and "It's your fault") at some young latina girl. the latina girl walked to the back of the train and got away from her and the crazy lady continued yelling. then she started yelling at me. i was staring out the window, ignoring her. she walked away a little bit, yelling about "God...Fuck...It's all your fault!" and i thought i was in the clear.

i wasn't.

she came back to me, yelling some more.

and then she spit on me.