Yeah, it's a bleak picture for sure. But let's not sugarcoat it. Slovenly, lazy, and just downright ignorant and disrespectful - that's where we're headed. I found Dottie Dove Bar here on the Brown Line Monday night around 8:00 while on my way back from the gym (we clearly have different after-work agendas). With the current repair being done on all CTA lines, needless to say, the el car was packed. After a long day, we could all use a seat--but nothing was more deserving of a little time off their feet than a shoulder bag--at least according our husky friend. While the rest of us stood around (including a few elderly folks), she had no problem leaving her bag on the seat next to her while she chatted away on her cell phone. Notice she's even too lazy to hold the phone with her hand, but opted to tuck it into her hat to keep the effort level to a minimum. Way to conserve those calories, slim. Of course, I might opt for the easy way out too if my right arm weighed more than a Brady Bunch Thanksgiving turkey. And don't give me this "well, maybe she got teased a lot as a little kid and that's why she eats." Well, I got teased too. We all did. Develop a drinking problem like the rest of us.
I just can't understand people like this. While the glaucoma from her type-2 diabetes will eventually take her eyesight, at this current time, she can clearly see the mob of people standing around her. But nothing. No effort. No inkling of concern or consideration for anyone but herself. I've already vented plenty on the subject (see "The Lost Art of Being Considerate" below) but felt compelled to share this sack of shit with the rest of the world in hopes that it might make a small difference.
And then, after what I'm sure was a life-altering telephone conversation, she completed the Herculean task of lifting her arm, plucking her cell phone from her greasy hat, and placing it in her jacket. As one would assume, this effort really took it out of her. So she promptly pulled up her hood, leaned to the left, and feel asleep.
That's right, you sad sack of shit. Take a nap--you've earned it.
