… made my 4 hour train ride, from Portland to Seattle on Sunday evening, completely miserable. The 35 year old, 250 pound, child proceeded to yell at oncoming trains as they passed, fall on other passengers as he walked down the aisle, and vomit on his (up ’till then) friends. I did feel joy when his ~18-year old, 120 lb, female supervisor, who had to come in from the adjacent car and met him right in front of my seat, told him to start acting his age and fired his ass without a second thought.
I smiled. I hope he saw me.
His termination, however, gave him the incentive to drink even more and become even more belligerent. Mysteriously, after we passed the stop in Tacoma, he never returned to his seat. I suspect he became well acquainted with Tacoma’s drunk tank. What a pity.
3 replies on “A Drunk Guy on Amtrak…”
What a pain in the ass other people are. I cannot wait to be an old lady, so that I can yell at everyone without getting beat up. I wish there were more old ladies yelling, keeping people in line, the world would be a much better place.
That is one of the worst (and best!) train stories ever. The only other one that comes close involves our favorite filipino and his former roommate. … you should ask to hear the story.
p.s. I forgot the computers at school have firefox, so don’t worry about the dumn ActiveX thing.
Limp Bizkit would come back into style before I’d ever revise my page to be Microsoft friendly. Sorry 🙂