This morning I took the subway because I had too much stuff to roller blade with. True to form the subway car was CRAMMMED by the time it got to Broadview Station. I tucked myself in neatly between the wall of humanity and the door which was getting ready to close behind me or so I thought.
All of a sudden I feel a set of hands on my lower back pushing me into the wall of people in front of me - I turn around to see what mofo thinks that this is a good idea at 8:45 am and I am confronted with FOUR GIGGLING TINY ASIAN GRANNIES. Seriously, they were at least 6 inches shorter than me, which puts them at 4'6'' and BULLIED ME INTO THE CROWD.
They were obviously on their way for a day of saving young orphans because that's the only reason they could have been in such a rush that they had to cram my fat caucasian ass into 4 other peoples asses.
Thus reminding me that yes, it's still true, I hate rush hour and I'm helpless against pushy Asian grannies.