Confessions of My People Watching : Holiday Edition

Confessions of My People Watching: Amtrak Holiday Edition

I dared to travel on Thanksgiving Day!

Everyone is scrambling on the train to get a "good seat ". They are either plowing through the aisle with their heavy luggage or trying to settle down in their seats. They're putting luggage overhead, fixing jackets, pulling out books, getting their food ready, or helping a child.  Nope not me, I thump into the first empty seat I see, throw my stuff on the floor in front of me and scramble for my computer as fast as I can. I cannot forget the people I have seen on the way here!

So let me get to it.  I was first waiting for the subway sitting on a bench and this couple walks by maybe late 20's and the man spits a big loogie right in front of me, no joke his spit landed about 6 inches away from my shoe. I was in utter disgust, completely flabbergasted.   Not only did his spit land right near me but you are not on the street. I wanted to say "Excuse you! Have some respect you nearly hit me with your large wad of spit" OR "Are you Effin kidding me? "  However I shut my mouth continued listening to my iPod, rolled my eyes, and shook my head.

Minutes late a woman and her children come out of the tunnel, and I scoot over so they have room to sit, she looks about 38ish hair done lovely, but she looks exhausted, she is alone with her 3 younger children, who I'd guess were 6, 10, and 12. They had luggage and the oldest son was wheeling the biggest luggage for her and often offered his assistance with his brothers. Melted my heart what a sweet little guy!

I had no time to observe at south station because I was running rather late. The woman waiting in line in front of me had orange hair, brighter than a carrot orange! It was cut very short , I'd consider it a longer version of a fade, and she had white streaks in her hair, like highlights, but since her hair was short it looked like polka dots.  She turned to talk to me and her glasses were bright purple and square. I loved it! She was about 60 or older and I thought it was great she had the guts to show her personality in her looks; older people are usually more reserved.

Now, (ha-ha I'm laughing before I even start this one) the woman in front of her was wearing HOT pink painted on jeans with white high tops.  These aren't your ordinary high tops (if there is such a thing) they were 80's style bunched at the top, so high they rise over the ankle. It was a hoot!

There is also a girl dressed in a brown cable knit sweater, jacket, tailored dark jeans and jacket. Her hair is brushed but it's still wet, she must have been in a rush.  She's listening to her IPod, which has a pink silicone case on it with ears to make it look like a cat. She's also tapping her foot and dancing to the tunes in place. Not loud exaggerated dance moves, but swaying, bobbing her head, the whole bit.  Her phone is ringing "Signed, Sealed, Delivered" by Stevie Wonder, and everyone is staring at her because it's awfully loud. Is this girl serious...?  No she's not serious. There's a time for serious and a time for fun, why not have fun waiting in line? It'sme J Hahaha  I know I typically write about everyone else but that's what people see when they look at me I bet ha-ha. I dance everywhere!

As we loaded the train a girl walked past with very long dreadlocks, and dressed in a punk rock look, and as she past, she said to the woman next to me " Nice dress " I found that odd because the woman beside me could not be dressed more conservatively if she were republican wife to a senator.  I thought that was nice though.

A woman just sat down next to me and honestly I can hardly breathe. She is wearing this really really powder like smelling perfume, and I think perhaps she put the whole bottle on before she got on the train. No joke I sneezed like 12 times since she has sat down next to me, and I just looked at her ticket and her stop is only 2 before mine, Im stuck her for the long haul with stinky.  It so strong its hard for me to take deep breaths.  She didn't even ask if the seat was taken either just plopped down, no smile nothing. Errrr IM GOING TO SUFFOCATE.

Passing through the aisle I see a man with a bandana rolled and tied across his forehead, sweatband style, A sweat shirt cut so it looks like a belly shirt and cut short sleeves, sweat pants, and High tops.  I do a double take maybe I can get an autograph Richard Simmons is on the train haha, I wish I were joking but I'm not, I want to sing " Lets get physical " and start sweatin to the oldies haha ;)

Part 4 will come on my way home Monday

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