Sunday, March 4, 2012

Fried chicken on the B44



Nothing makes me feel more disgusted then when a fellow New Yorker aboards the bus or subway car with a magical box stuffed with smelly food shit and proceeds to open it and.....eat. I have a friend who claims they feel definitively fatter when a stranger eats in front of them. Like the intake of food is somehow contagious. God, it feels like it really could be to me sometimes too. The worst is fried chicken which often stinks up the bus on my ride home through Brooklyn at night.

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