Saturday, March 26, 2011

My Travel, NYC's MTA

Sitting on the F train, its 4:18pm. Lets see what time I get there,
125th Street Harlem. Doors just now closed.

Ok, Twitter. I follow people, cause I like to see what they tweet.
(#np..A-Trak, 'And My Sneakers).But lately, ppl have become
boring.Thisonebeautiful young lady, California, parties, hangs out,
smokes weed. Hey wouldnt she's young. Her parents,her father gives her
every and anything she wants, pays the rent and buys her food. He's in
New York City though. The life she lives on the West Coast
must...thatlife style might becoming to an end. She twittered that she
needs to find a job. So, I asked her what she knows how to do besides
eating, partying and hanging out. She @ me, Fuck you, I'm talented.
Yeah okay, sure you are. Instead she should have said what she knows how
to do, can any one help me fine employment in that field. I was at first
a little upset about her reaction to me, but then I said, fuck it,
that's how she feels. I could have @ her and explained myself,but why
bother. Next stop Kew Gardens transfer to the E train.

So far no signs with service disruptions. I'm going to Harlem to pic
this young lady up to spend some time with me. I know she wants to get
out of the house for a couple of hours, and out of Harlem. Harlem to me
is depressing as all fuck. Not all, but some of the people don't want to
do shit, but just exist, take up room and air. When they see a new face,
some one from not from the neighborhood, the ladies prance and sprout
their feathers. The guys throw their chest out. All I can say to myself,
'Its not where ya from, its where you're at'. True story. This is some
bullshit.

No R train service at Queens Plaza. Fuckin' MTA, they suck donkey penis.
On the E train, sat next to this cute woman. Struck up a convo with her.
Everything was okay until she pulled a small ass dog out of what I
thought was her pocketbook. At first I thought is was a toy dog doll,
nope. Bigger than Stuggart, a real ass fucking' dog. Who tha fuck
carries a dog around with them on the damn train? People who are trying
to impress others, that's who. She could've kept it at home. Stopped our
convo put my headphones on, and blanked her out for the next 12 minutes.
FUCK !!

So I have to wait for another E train, guess take it to 59th street,
then transfer to the 5. But here at Queens Plaza, its Baby Momma City. I
still think its a shame for you to have kids, pushing them or them
walking around, when you yourself can't evn conversate like a young
adult with a child. That shit isn't cute what you're doing, and any way.
I could be fucking' you're mother, you might be my child. Just kidding I
don't have children.

E train came, took it 2 stops to 53rd street. 6 Train local just pulled
into the station as I walked up. No seats, fuck,gotta stand. Train is
now at 116th Street and the people in this car of this train, its sad.
No life, zombies if they are for real,are alive in this car. No colors,
just grey & black. Who am I to judge, I have on black and blue, but I
just came from work. At 125th street, c ya.
--michaelchappell

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