I got out of work around 10 last night and some friends of mine were at Terminal 5 at the Miike Snow show. So I went by, scalped a ticket outside, and joined them inside for the show. The show itself was nothing special. It was fine. But as I left later and walked back to my car I see some girl looking at me. she looks like Victoria Beckham on a bender and she looks kinda distressed. As I'm walking towards my car she starts making a beeline towards me. Well, a drunken, swervy beeline.
"I'm not crazy, I swear," She says. Always the best words to open a relationship. "Can you drive me to Penn Station?"
I hesitate. I look around. I don't know. This seems like a bad idea. But the girl looks desperate. I mean, she'a approaching a stranger in the streets of NY and asking for a favor. That's pretty desperate. I tell her to get in. I tell her my name. Hers is Sam. Her mascara is smeared all over her face, she's crazy drunk and she has snot running down her face from crying.
"Are you ok?" I ask as we're pulling out. She starts sobbing.
Just as I'm pulling out of my space a girl comes running up the block and yells "Sam!! Don't strand me in the city!!" I stop the car.
"Do you know her?" I ask.
"She's trying to beat me up" Sam sobs. "Just drive please"
I stop the car and get out. I look for the girl but now she's melted back into the crowd of people getting out of Terminal 5. I get back in my car and head for Penn.
"I can't believe I met you like this" Sam sobbs. "What if I LIKE you??"
"Trust me, you're not gonna remember this. At all. This is what I think we should do. I'll take you to Dunkin Donuts and buy you a coffee and help you get train-ready. Cause you shouldn't get on a train this way."
sob, sob, sob, says Sam.
We're there in all of 5 minutes.
"Ok, let's go to get coffee"
She won't get out of the car.
"I can't go. I just can't" She sobs some more. Dramatic pause. "I think...I love you"
"Ummm...you REALLY need coffee"
Sob sob sob. Drunk talk. Sob.
"Come on. Let's get something to wake you up a little. And, by the way, is your friend really stranded? What was going on there?"
"I can't believe we met this way. sob sob sob"
"Let's go to get you something. Come on."
"You only care about yourself!!!"
"huh?"
"You don't care how I feel!! I have a train to catch! Fuck you!!'
She gets out of the car and slams the door. I get out and call after her but she gives me the finger and walks into Penn Station.
I love New York.
"I'm not crazy, I swear," She says. Always the best words to open a relationship. "Can you drive me to Penn Station?"
I hesitate. I look around. I don't know. This seems like a bad idea. But the girl looks desperate. I mean, she'a approaching a stranger in the streets of NY and asking for a favor. That's pretty desperate. I tell her to get in. I tell her my name. Hers is Sam. Her mascara is smeared all over her face, she's crazy drunk and she has snot running down her face from crying.
"Are you ok?" I ask as we're pulling out. She starts sobbing.
Just as I'm pulling out of my space a girl comes running up the block and yells "Sam!! Don't strand me in the city!!" I stop the car.
"Do you know her?" I ask.
"She's trying to beat me up" Sam sobs. "Just drive please"
I stop the car and get out. I look for the girl but now she's melted back into the crowd of people getting out of Terminal 5. I get back in my car and head for Penn.
"I can't believe I met you like this" Sam sobbs. "What if I LIKE you??"
"Trust me, you're not gonna remember this. At all. This is what I think we should do. I'll take you to Dunkin Donuts and buy you a coffee and help you get train-ready. Cause you shouldn't get on a train this way."
sob, sob, sob, says Sam.
We're there in all of 5 minutes.
"Ok, let's go to get coffee"
She won't get out of the car.
"I can't go. I just can't" She sobs some more. Dramatic pause. "I think...I love you"
"Ummm...you REALLY need coffee"
Sob sob sob. Drunk talk. Sob.
"Come on. Let's get something to wake you up a little. And, by the way, is your friend really stranded? What was going on there?"
"I can't believe we met this way. sob sob sob"
"Let's go to get you something. Come on."
"You only care about yourself!!!"
"huh?"
"You don't care how I feel!! I have a train to catch! Fuck you!!'
She gets out of the car and slams the door. I get out and call after her but she gives me the finger and walks into Penn Station.
I love New York.
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annalee:
Great! I'm glad it arrived safely, you can never be too sure with the post! I'm ok I think, it's very cold here all of a sudden though. Hope you're well :-)
ribbonsundone:
Thank you, love. And hello to you! I hope you've not had to deal with any wayward crazies of late. 