Rocket Man

Yeah, so going into work every day, I have to take the TTC.  I actually don’t mind it, just because I like to people watch.  So many different characters that make up Toronto, pretty interesting.  But this one dude today just got to me.

 So here I am, just wanting to sit down on the subway after a day at work.  This guy is sitting down reading a book in a 2-seat section, in seats that face the other end of the car.  He has his legs stretched out underneath the 3-seater that faces the side of the car.  So, I say, “Excuse me” and sit down in the 3-seater, not interfering with his majesty in any way or at least so I thought.

This guy let’s out a giant sigh, slides his legs up, then up evern higher into his chest and then let’s out another big sigh as he turns sideways and now occupies two seats as he stretches out his legs.  He then starts looking at me like I farted in his face.

“Are you going to be okay?”

“Well, there were a lot of other places you could have sat.” (which there weren’t, it was pretty busy, this thing the world has come to know as rush hour).

“I know, but I wanted to sit in your living room here and disrupt you and your gigantic legs” (guy must have been no more than 5’8″).

Here’s the thing.  If this dude had looked even remotely threatening, I would have chosen to stand, not wanting to get into some unnecessary altercation with a guy who could be nuts and stab me on the spot.  But I figured this guy would just move his legs back a bit and continue reading.  Little did I know that I was disturbing his majesty’s land, the little corner of the subway this feudal lord had claimed for his little legs which he believed to be massive. 

Anyway, this guy let’s out another sigh and goes back to his book.  I put my headphones back in and turn my gaze away from him and make eye contact with this middle aged woman whom I have apparently just fought a battle for.  I can see it in her eyes, she has had to deal with a lot of punks like this dude in the past, but has decided to stand in her uncomfortable heels, the heels that she had hoped would bring back a glimpse of her youth, but have tragically just reminded her how old she is.  Yes, today I was her knight in King Massive Legs’ Court.  She smiled and so did I and a few stops later, his majesty got off at Bloor and was on his way.

2 Comments »

  1. avatar Dawn Says:

    Hahahahaha. I’ve missed your blogging.

  2. avatar Jay Says:

    Yeah, it got pretty hectic for a while, so I didn’t have a chance to do much blogging, but now I’m back!

    Thanks!

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