While we're on the subject...

While we're on the subject of things that gross me out and piss me off about public transportation, I would really like to address how I hate public displays of affection. Seriously. Especially when it's people who need to do it to prove points to others.

Sam and I were taking the Pink line. She was going home and I was taking the train to the end of the line. We were by the heat lamp so we wouldn't freeze, and there they were: two people just making out all over the train platform.

In general, I dislike PDA's. It's not my thing. I don't mind like little pecks on the lips, or something cutesy... but if it looks like you're about to have sex in my line of sight... you need to stop.

Let's talk about the girl first: First off, home girl should not have been wearing what she was wearing. I mean, I'm not the slimmest girl in the world... but she was like 1.5 me's and wearing jeggings, and not to mention they had a rip, and the tights were hugging her cellulite lumps. But anywho, I guess she realized that Sam and I were making fun of her lame attempt to get a guy to like her, because then she started trying harder as if to validate her attempt and to stop our laughing.

Maybe she got tired of us laughing at her. And maybe her victim was ashamed to be seen with her, because they ran behind a post to make out until their train arrived.

Luckily for Sam and me, unfortunately for them, we were all on the same train.

They sat down in adjacent seats separated by the aisle. Maybe to mock Sam and I who wanted to sit down. But the joke was on them. At every moment, the chick would look at me, and then kiss the guy. And then she would roll her eyes. I don't know if she was rolling them at us, or to the guy. I just thought to myself: Uh ... do you think that's making me jealous because it's not. 

What makes people think that others want to see them sucking face? I mean, I'm sure all about making out with my boyfriend here and there, but I surely don't want to rub it in other's faces. Especially not while I'm dressed like a cottage cheese sausage.