His face was ashen
I was sitting just behind the rear exit door on a southbound 84 when I noticed a man, mid 30’s, sitting on the left side of the bus a few rows up who was not looking very well. He was belching and swallowing and obviously doing everything possible to keep from puking up all over the floor. His face was ashen. I felt for the guy. Continue reading ‘His face was ashen’
Thunderous belch
It was raining this morning so instead of biking I decided to hop on the 6 to get downtown. It wasn’t too packed and I was able to snag a two-seater all to myself. About 5 minutes went by before I heard what sounded like someone ripped the vinyl seat cushion in half. Maybe that mixed with thunder. The dude behind me had just belched for probably 5 seconds straight. Continue reading ‘Thunderous belch’
