subway nyc

I was on the subway the other day going home and I knew it was going to be an awful ride. I had been out earlier with a friend of mine, it seemed like we walked 500 blocks since we were walking for a few hours. Finally we sat to have lunch (buffet style) and I ate way too much too fast. I knew what was coming next. Instantly my tummy starting cramping and hurting and I passed gas (silently of course). Anyways, we left and she's a fast walker, and doesn't seem to understand that after you eat you need to slow down. I don't want to relive this story anymore so the gist of it is that I passed gas everywhere we went: the bookstore, jewelry store, clothing shops, wherever.

On the train though is where I felt really bad, at least at those other places you can get out, or it's spacious or there's people walking back and forth so the air gets pretty circulated. And it does too on a train, but it takes awhile sometimes between stops. Anyways, some business suit type guy decides to sit next to me and i'm carrying my left over food with me and i'm hoping that counterbalancing with the smell of my farts hopefully. I was not really sure b/c i didn't really smell me, but obviously he did because he just up and left and sat somewhere else and 4 other people noticed. :( I felt like wow, i really smell that bad ewww...........this is one reason my self-esteem is down the pits. Oh, well....