Still having a rough time finding time and internet access to post. I finish with orientation on the 21st and I move into my own place in September. I expect things to get a little less insane at that point. What with an actual work station and some self direction as far as scheduling as well as a regularly available evening internet connection that will be mine once I move, I should have all the time and access I need.
In the meantime, I wanted to share with you a little story. A true story. Something that I tried hard not to overhear on the metro the other day. I was on the metro on my way back to the place I'm currently inhabiting after watching Julie and Julia. I really did enjoy it, such fun!
These two guys boarded the train just a stop after me and sat right behind me. One of them proceeded to inform the other over and over again, "I'm so fucked. So very fucked. You can't believe how fucked I am," and so forth and so on and on and on. I tried to block him out. But with all the profanity it wasn't easy. And the volume with which he was sharing the extent to which his girlfriend was not happy with him. I can't say that I blame her for any annoyance she may have felt that day or on any other day with him. Then for a while their volume fell enough for me to refocus on my book.
At some point though, their conversation picked up a few decibels and I was unhappily aware of it again. The offending boyfriend was telling the other that he'd be in a better position with his (unlucky) girlfriend if they just had a kid and she could see what a great dad he'd be. There was some chatter on this point. I think it's because the other guy seemed to have kids and they were really positive for his relationship. Then the bad boyfriend said, "I should switch her birth control pills out. Then once she's pregnant she'll have to stay with me. Yes, that's what I'll do, switch out her pills. That's a brilliant idea!" Much laughter ensued from both men. I felt myself get up, as though it were an instinct, to move to the other end of the car.
I was horrified by the exchange. They didn't even seem like they were joking. And the volume and disrespect of the whole thing was terrible. I don't often react so strongly. I knew though, that I didn't want to be anywhere near those two. Not for another second. Now why would you get on the train, sit directly behind a woman on her own and have that kind of a conversation?
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