Saw a funny thing on the 5:46 last night. The guy across the aisle from me–average dark suit, average brown hair, average, if a bit ’90s, goatee–proceeded to eat an entire container of strawberries in the time it took to get from Grand Central to 125th.
They were in a white styrofoam container with shrink wrap. There were about a dozen of them, big ones too. They cost $5.69.
And he ate ‘em all, as casually as you’d eat popcorn on the train, or I’d drink a Sam Adams. With one hand, no less, as the other held his opened paperback copy of Devil in the White City.
When he was finished, he casually made sure all the stalks were in the packaging, put the whole shebang in a white plastic bag, and wiped his mouth.
Shouldn’t those be washed?
