Everyday we wake up, we choose love, we choose light

Ok, I'm obsessed with this song. I didn't realize that it was used in the iPhone commercials, but I'm sure that my subconscious knew this and that's really why I love it. (Now you know what to get me for Christmas, folks.)

Anyway.

I left my office last night around 10. DTX is eerily empty at that hour. I walked over to Park St and waited for the train. It arrived and I made a beeline for the single seat in the front of the car. Why sit next to someone when you don't have to?

Now, in a just world, to make up for the fact that I was leaving work at 10pm, the attractive guy with the nice jeans and the A4 notepad would have sat down across from me and I would have been able to spend the next 20 minutes enjoying that.

These sorts of things do not happen in my world.

No, instead of Good Looking T Guy, I got to sit across from The Unnattractive Couple. (Secret ballot: nose studs in men.)

These two were generous souls. Clearly worried that the T would reach Charles/MGH and experience an influx of passengers, they decided the just course of action would be to share one seat between the two of them.

For the next 20 minutes I was forced to awkwardly look away as The Girlfriend sat on The Boyfriend's lap and scrunched up his shaved head. It was like watching someone pet a pug, but less attractive and with fewer social graces.

Finally, The Boyfriend got annoyed with this and I got to awkwardly look away as they quietly fought and The Girlfriend made him stand so that she could have the seat all to herself.

Pouting takes up more space than you might think.