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I made it in to work. Actually not that bad out.
When I got down into the T station I sat on a bench only to see a woman taking off her nail polish, complete with cotton balls and an open bottle of purple nail polish remover* beside her on bench. I told her to put that cap on the nail polish remover. I muttered how that was a new one, taking off nail polish in the subway. She said that things a bit crazy this morning. I'll say!
Seriously? How is taking off your nail polish a priority at 7:15am on a blizzard day? In the T station! Why so crazy? If you really, really need to take off your nail polish, fucking take it off when you get to work. That way you don't look like a lunatic to your fellow commuters.
*I'm sure it was the non-acetone "safe" kind. I was mostly worried that it would spill. I mean, I could have tipped it over when I sat down.
When I got down into the T station I sat on a bench only to see a woman taking off her nail polish, complete with cotton balls and an open bottle of purple nail polish remover* beside her on bench. I told her to put that cap on the nail polish remover. I muttered how that was a new one, taking off nail polish in the subway. She said that things a bit crazy this morning. I'll say!
Seriously? How is taking off your nail polish a priority at 7:15am on a blizzard day? In the T station! Why so crazy? If you really, really need to take off your nail polish, fucking take it off when you get to work. That way you don't look like a lunatic to your fellow commuters.
*I'm sure it was the non-acetone "safe" kind. I was mostly worried that it would spill. I mean, I could have tipped it over when I sat down.
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