leafing through

I find it so mystifying how some people grow up to behave like such knuckle-draggers (thanks, Prudie). I was on my way home from the Metro, and as per usual, it’s standing room only. Barely any standing room at that. So forget having any personal space. One black lady, in her 20s, with straightened hair, nail tips, boobs hanging out of her too tight shirt, a phone where she was obsessively checking Facebook, and a metallic handbag was totally rude to me. She told me I couldn’t stand where I was standing because it was too close to her. Then seconds later, she elbowed me into another standing person! I didn’t say anything to her. I just went back to standing where I was. Not like I had much of a choice. Buh-lieve me lady, I would love to not be in the same car as you but as it were I’d rather go home sooner than later. Anyway, it would’ve been nice if I had had my camera with me but I didn’t. What would you have done? I considered my options since we were trapped for a good 15 minutes in the train after that. Whap her with my handbag on my way out; Give her a stern talking to about how I was pregnant and she shouldn’t have pushed me; Tell her to stfu, bitch… but then I decided not to waste my time or energy on trash. I was just thankful we weren’t related.