You are crazy and you stink

Well, my trip home proved to be interesting today.

I got on the train at my normal stop and watched the other passengers board. There was one lady that caught my eye. She was a petite little lady with crazy, matted, dirty hair. She sat across from me and started emptying out her pockets and putting dollar bills in her purse. The entire time she was giggling up a storm. She had a vacant look about her but determined to get her bills just right and her wallet closed just right and her purse put back together just right. It was interesting to watch.

She got off the train in front of me. I got a whiff. Oh bless her - but did she ever stink! It was a mix of BO, pee, blood, dirt, sweat... you get it. It was bad.

I got around her and went upstairs to board the second train of my trip. The train wasn't due for a few minutes so I sat on a bench and took out my phone. I have games on my phone to pass the time.

As I was playing a guy came up to me and said something - I had my earbuds in listening to music - so I took them out and said "Pardon". He said "Hey, can I use your phone for a second? I need to call a friend of mine." I promptly told him "No. Sorry!" He got this look on his face - angry - and walked off. I felt bad, but this time of year? I can imagine coming home and telling Carl that I loaned my phone to a stranger at the MARTA station and he ran off with it. Yeah...

Anyhoo... as this exchange was taking place someone walked past to me and sat their bag behind me. Whoever it was opened a little present or package of some sort and squeeled with glee.I didn't pay much attention until I got a whiff. It was her. She was getting on this train, too.

I finished my game and walked to a little further down the platform. I didn't make it obvious - even though I don't think she would have realized I moved because of her.

I saw another gentleman pacing the platform. He was a short, portly gentleman with a Disney 25th Anniversary t-shirt on. He looked dirty but he also looked like he had just gotten off work.

My train came and I got on - hoping that stinky lady would get in another section. Unfortunately Disney dude got on and sat close to me. As much as I thought the lady stunk it was NOTHING compared to this dude. Pure, 100% body odor - as in hadn't had a bath in at least a year. It was bad. And he kept talking to himself and waving his arms around... or putting them on the back of his seat.

I swear by the time I got off the train I was nauseous. I kept my head turned like I was looking out the window but I couldn't escape.

Then walking down the stairs leaving the train they were BOTH in front of me. I didn't think I would make it out alive.

I hope I don't sound mean. I just wonder if crazy, homeless folks ever take baths. And will someone ever tell them that they smell? Thank heavens it wasn't summer! OMG!