psycho bitch on the T

on the T to newbury street monday morning, a remarkably unkempt 20-something girl with huge gaps between her teeth (was missing at least 4) and braces sat in the stairwell of the trolley. she asked her companion to sit down next to her ... he refused, saying "people spit there". she replied that she hates it when people tower over her while she's sitting and he'd better sit down with her, dammit. well, he wouldn't and she screamed that it was situations like this that make her think of shooting him.

great. i was only a few feet farther from her than he was, also towering over her. she tried to counter his point by arguing that cleanliness is futile, citing the fact that "when you wash your hands, you just get them dirty again" after leaving the bathroom. she was screaming and huffing and was clearly unstable ... and probably had a gun in her pocket. i was about to freak, but she quieted when the train stopped.

two midsize indians got on the train ... when we lurched forward, the woman tumbled into the stairwell, onto the psycho bitch. i expected the worst, but, when the woman excused herself, the psycho let go of her delicate sari and excused her. she shut up for the rest of the trip -- cool.