"On one of my first days commuting into the city for my new job, I was blessed with the company of Bradley Kallet. Being an old childhood friend, I assumed our conversations would be spent catching up and talking about our new jobs and lives out in the real world…Little did I know the events that were about to occur during my morning commutes.
It seemed that Kallet has a weird phobia of holding any sort of hand rails on New Jersey Transit trains, because it wasn’t a rare occurrence that he would fall over and/or into random commuters. There was one day that vividly sticks out in my mind. Kallet and I were in one of the open areas of the trains where seats are lined against the windows (so there is lots of open space for Kallet to fall). The train's rocking, he’s wobbling and refusing to hold on, as I'm standing with him with his arms crossed. One large jerk later, and the next thing I see is Bradley Kallet fall FACE first/arms still crossed into a big set of boobs (attached to a woman sitting helplessly). After he dives into her chest, he rebounds off, and crashes into the window, head first, screaming “Jesus CHRIST!” with oh so perfect timing. After vigorously apologizing to each person he has upset that early in the morning, Kallet exits the train and heads off for his normal day at work.
Thank you Mr.Kallet for making my commutes a little more enjoyable."
It seemed that Kallet has a weird phobia of holding any sort of hand rails on New Jersey Transit trains, because it wasn’t a rare occurrence that he would fall over and/or into random commuters. There was one day that vividly sticks out in my mind. Kallet and I were in one of the open areas of the trains where seats are lined against the windows (so there is lots of open space for Kallet to fall). The train's rocking, he’s wobbling and refusing to hold on, as I'm standing with him with his arms crossed. One large jerk later, and the next thing I see is Bradley Kallet fall FACE first/arms still crossed into a big set of boobs (attached to a woman sitting helplessly). After he dives into her chest, he rebounds off, and crashes into the window, head first, screaming “Jesus CHRIST!” with oh so perfect timing. After vigorously apologizing to each person he has upset that early in the morning, Kallet exits the train and heads off for his normal day at work.
Thank you Mr.Kallet for making my commutes a little more enjoyable."
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