My New Communicable Disease

Ok Overshare #2 for February 20th. I got on the subway to come home tonight and noticed that there was a little drama going down on the platform. As the doors began to close, a girl jammed her body in the opening so that the train couldn't leave. My ears were ringing so much from the constant stream of profanity that I thought that I had sustained a concussion and woken up in a junior high classroom.

The girl jamming the door pulled her friend into the train, but as the doors were closing, someone hawked a perfectly timed loogie (I had to look up that spelling on urbandictionary.com) through the crack. I watched, riveted, as it ascended in an arc above our heads. During its descent it abruptly divided and suddenly my hand felt cold and wet. Nasty, but I was not the only casualty. I looked up into the exquisite tresses of an elegant Asian girl and saw at least three inches of thick saliva. She looked at me and asked, "What was that?" I hesitated before delivering the worst news of her day.