Commuting Bliss

Yesterday, during my morning, 90 minute commute into NYC, a 4'10", 40 something Asian lady sat next to me on my left. She got very comfortable very quickly putting her right foot on the seat and propped her book on her leg.

It was an uneventful ride full of the usual messages from the conductor saying, "we are experiencing congestion on the tracks due to earlier signal problems." I was happy it wasn't "we have stopped the train due to a person laying on the tracks." The good thing about the guy laying on the tracks was that he was right in front of my station so I was able to get off the train. I felt real bad for the people that got stuck cause some guy decided to multi-task his suicide with sunbathing on the railroad tracks.

Once we passed Secaucus Station, the little lady shifted her butt up and to the right and I heard what I thought sounded like a fart but I just wasn't sure. I thought it could have been the leather seat making all that noise as she moved. Then I got a whiff of a stinky, hot garbage type of smell and we were way past Newark at this point! The smell confirmed my initial thought. The Asian lady FARTED and threw it in my direction. Thanks Lady!