Love, Work, and Death
I was on the El. The train was stopped at a station waiting for signals ahead.
There was a woman. She was approximately 70 years of age, Hindu, dressed in a casual sari, and had very thin hair that blew in the wind. The expression on her face appeared to be that of anger or disgust, but I began to think, as I watched her more, that maybe her face just looked like that. She was waiting for a different train on the other side of the platform.
I soon saw a man. He was slighter older than she. He walked up to her with a smile on his face, took her scarf and wrapped it around her more tightly. It was the most loving gesture that I have ever witnessed. Her expression didn't change, but I could tell that words were being expressed, and despite that expression the two people were very happy and very much in love.
I had the pleasure to witness the gentleman tighten the scarf around his beloved one more time before my train left the station.
I arrived to work.
I started there on Sunday.
During my very first shift. I and an entire dining room of customers had the pleasure to witness a Gordon-Ramsay's-Kitchen-Nightmares-level shouting match blasting from the kitchen. The shouting match played out in Mandarin Chinese and scared the living daylights out of me. Because it was in a restaurant kitchen, and there were knives.
There was only more of the same on day two.
I didn't want to go to work today. It felt like I had been there two years rather than two days. But, I went.
And, then I quit.
On the way home, I was stopped at an El station while my train waited for signals up ahead.
There was a girl talking to a young man. They were located on the seats across from me. The girl was telling the young man about a particular time when her train had been stalled. She had not even been able to get on the train.
She said that while at the station waiting for the train to arrive, a young woman threw herself in front of it when it did.
Her next comment to the young man was, "How could she do something like that? I mean, the trains were backed up for hours and everything was rerouted and I was late for work and so was everyone else there waiting probably and we had to take these shuttle buses. That was the longest time I had to wait for the train."
So, you know, I'm really fucking glad I quit my job.