Yesterday going home on the train, someone had colored in a few of the teeth of a person on an advertisement poster, so it looked like he was missing teeth. I didn’t want to find it funny, but I did. I always do. It’s so silly. It makes me laugh.
Yes, missing teeth makes me laugh, now you know the truth. My sense of humor isn’t so refined after all.
So anyway, there I am on rush-hour train, trying to control myself, because you look weird when you’re by yourself on the train, listening to headphones, laughing like a crazy person.
The only solution was to avoid looking at the poster and just close my eyes and keep my focus. But I can’t do that, because the lady standing next to me is short, shorter than me even, and her big giant bag keeps smacking into me, over and over, pushing into me the whole time, and my eyes keep going back to the poster, and the train is super crowded and everyone is really close to each other, and the whole situation was just so ridiculous with the missing teeth and the bag jamming against me like a dirty old man, the people sitting in front of me getting a direct view of my crotch and/or breasts, depending on their height…I couldn’t take it. I was literally shaking from keeping in the laughter, tears leaking from my eyes.
I finally caved and just started laughing. If I didn’t I would have peed my pants. People gave me looks, but it was too funny. That stupid little lady with her stupid bag bigger than her. The train jerking everywhere. People bumping into each other. The missing teeth.
Life is absurd and sometimes if you don’t laugh you will start stabbing people with little nail clippers.
- I should maybe work on eating better.
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