grit

I was on the train home. It was crowded as it's yet another fucking rainy day.
I'm standing in front of the doors with a guy beside me. I'm pissy and irritated by..I don't know what. An accumulation of daily whatevers.

As we come to the stops and the doors open I step aside and let people on or off. Mr. Fucko next to me doesn't move an inch for anyone. He stands his stone faced, Aztecan presence square and stares into the dim thoughts of his small, empty brain. Thus I have to really smash myself aside to allow my fellow people to flow.

Usually I would have a different attitude but I am weak with grumpiness, so I stared at his stupid head where his stupid face sat for three stops, willing him to turn into the toad he is.

So finally I say to him, I say, "I know your little mind thinks you rule this big world cause you're so tough with your selfish, rude insistence to stand like a dick in everyones way but I'm here to tell you you suck and we all think you do and you need to go home and take a long look in the mirror and realize you are just a piece of grit someone's desperately trying to wash out of their eye."

And with that the people stood and cheered. They lifted me above their heads and praised me. And the stupid, stunned man withered and shrunk into a toad.