MYOB on the C train, I see his eyes on me like he’s got me in his crosshairs. Creep’s shirt says VERGENSTEIN like he’s Frankenstein’s cousin. I smile, give him the finger, and hop off before I turn up in a whodunit.
Just a girl
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The joys of the MTA!
Haha!
oh cleaver cleaver last line
Glad you liked it!
You give such a clear sense of your character in this. It’s so impressive.
Thanks!
Well done! 😀
Thank you.
You’re welcome. 😉
My friend tried doing that once and fell as we got off the train.Made for an interesting moment. 😉
I like the imagery here, easy to see.
You really have to perfect the technique or you could get hurt. 😉
keep your head and finger down, lady!! argh
Nice. You captured the moment perfectly.
Thanks! What a nice compliment coming from you. I always admire your writing, but I can’t comment on your blog because I don’t have an appropriate account. 🙁
Oh clever, clever writeup and end!
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Your posts are always a joy to read and I really liked this one
Thank you, that is such a huge compliment!
Love the way you cram so much personality into your characters in such a short space.
Thanks! I do love to choose every word.
Such a vivid picture. Great job.
Thanks!
Some times I really don’t miss the subway! Great story!
Me neither…
Waited to see how you would weave the prompt in. Lovely touch at the end! And yeah, he probably deserved the finger 😉
You’ve really got a knack for getting into a character’s voice. I loved the detail about the Vergenstein shirt – it made me think this might have actually happened to you. Thanks for gargleblasting it!
I felt like I was back in Manhattan, reading this. 😉
Good description and reaction. How it would play in reality, depends on the creep.
I love that the initial reaction to a stranger was to be angry 🙂 !
Ha! I like this!