I'm in a Lot of Pain and I Only Have 2 Things

Dearest Bloggy-Poo,

     I've hit quite a dry spell in the blog department the past couple of days. Literally life has been boring as a snail being a snail. In fact it's been so bad that I was tempted to just make a blog post all about my wonderful flannels. However due to the jealousy and pure hatred this would stir in your souls, I have decided to avoid this course of action. Luckily today I witnessed two lovely things that I will now share with you.

    Returning home from work I managed to acquire a pretty nice spot on the train. How can any spot on the train be 'nice' you may wonder.. what does 'nice' really mean in the brain of TL you might also think.. or possibly you might be wondering what your next beverage will be today. I can answer all those questions simply. A 'nice' spot on the train in my brain and in real life is a seat that has been reupholstered in the past 2 months max. The seat looks brand spankin new & they've even put new foam in it so you don't sink down three feet when your bum hits it. These new seat are... how do you say... el whapo primero. Your next drink will be an orange fanta. Well anyway as the train begins to swell with passengers I merrily begin to read my book and glance up at the people boarding on occasion (to see if there is anyone I can blog about), when all of a sudden a pretty attractive chick comes and sits down next to me. Now my seat is a 2 seater so generally whoever sits next to you is awkwardly close. So I like to think that there were still a ton of seats open (aka sitting next to me wasn't a last resort) and she actually wanted to sit next to me. Essential the story boils down to me attempting to work up the courage to literally just say 1 word to her. As many of you know I have no interpersonal skills what-so-ev. I had a ton of opportunities to say something... first she started playing the game Jeweled or something on her nook guy. I watched for a little while and thought about suggesting a move to make in the game... but decided that would be too weird. Then she whipped out her phone cause her ringtone went off (she ignored the call)... I didn't know the song.. DRAT! Lastly she pulled out a crossword puzzle and started to zoom through it. I thought 'Now's my chance... I'll just find one I know and say it to her.. boom 1 word and i'll feel great about myself'. Well as you might guess I pretty much just sat there staring at her puzzle (I think she looked at me a few times funny but I was too focused on trying to get a word.. which I did pretty quickly). After figuring out what my word was I was about to say it when she filled it in on the damn board. Round 2... same thing happens.... 3, same... and when it gets to be the 4th time for this she stands up and leaves because it was her stop. Needless to say I was furious with myself and cried most of the rest of the way home.
      Tale #2: Whilst driving home I decided to pick up some dinner at Target, per my standard routine these days. I perused the aisles for a while, buying some food and beverages. Eventually I collected all my stuff and went to the register. Of course my luck has been quite divine lately so as I'm approaching to wait on a 6-8 person line a light turns on for another register and I book it over there real quick. I load up the conveyor belt with my stuff and as the lady is about to start scanning I hear a very faint 'excuse me sir'.. 'excuse me'. Now i'm thinking oh great some jackwagon is gonna make me move all my crap off the belt because he or she was in the hugeass line and waiting longer than I was. As I turn I become aware that it's actually this tiny old lady who has an entire shopping cart with her which is completely empty save for 2 small small items. She's staring up at me with tiny beady cat eyes and says 'Do you mind if I go first... i'm in a lot of pain and I only have 2 things.' Now... I was tempted to just be like, sorry lady I'm tired as could be and if I don't get home soon I will literally pass out mid-walk and crack my skull open leading to my own death.. do you want that on your conscious? Fortunately for the lady I have a soul even tho I can be pretty dastardly at times. So I said of course, you sure can it's no problem. I let her cruise through the checkout (20 minutes trying to pay with pennies), and then she said thank you thank you and began walking away. After she got a good distance away I realized she forgot her 2 items so I ran them over to her and she looked like she was going to cry. Not sure if it was out of joy for my chivalry, or pain cause of her back spasms and rickets. Either way I felt pretty good about myself... go me.