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morning, vinnie. how ya doing?

you would not believe.

what's that?

you would not believe.

what happened?

unbelievable. i'm on the subway and it is so crowded. and this woman is like, 'excuse me.' and it's too crowded to move, so i'm like, 'excuse me.'

uh oh.

so i could see it was about to get ugly and i had not had enough coffee yet to get ugly. she's all about to open her mouth again, and as i'm rolling my eyes, i realize, under all the lip gloss, she used to be this drag queen i used to know. so i'm like, 'frank! frankie!'

wow.

and she completely pretends not to know me. she looks around, all nervous, and i'm like, 'so you went through with it! you had the operation!' and she's like, 'i don't know what you're talking about. you're in my way.' and i'm like, 'um, ok, play it that way.' because i don't have time for a closeted tranny at eight am, and i said that. i did. so everyone is looking at each other and at her, and she pushes back the other way.

gosh.

drama. so, anyway. after all that, what i really need is a long soak. and what i get is a post-it note on my monitor that says 'where's the report?' anyway. how was your trip in?

i sloshed a little coffee on my hand and i was kind of put but about it, but now, i think it was pretty ok.