…asshole.

Let’s recount my day:

- departure from Miami (9:00 am)

- while in transit:

• realized that the dumb lazy bitch who sold me my ticket marked that I was getting off one exit early, meaning I didn’t pay for the full trip to my destination. Made for a fun confrontation for a police officer, who was surprisingly accommodating.
• tried to fit and over-sized bicycle on an undersized train, only to piss off every patron within a 5 foot radius of me.
• guy berates Cubans to the entire Metro Rail (I’m half Cuban), then asks me for a quarter to “get him on his way”.
• three minutes later, guy forgets that I told him I don’t have a quarter and asks me again.
• hooker attempts to smoke a cigarette on train, only to be told there is no smoking allowed, only to ask where it says there is no smoking allowed, only to be pointed to the sign that says so, only to oblige.
• a group of three guys start circling my bicycle and nodding their heads.

Arrival in Fort Lauderdale (10:30 am)

For the way back, just repeat every single thing that happened on the way there, except the train was 90 minutes late, and instead of three guys circling my bike, it was two. Fuck public transportation. I’m exhausted. More updates not about me tomorrow.