About Me

I enjoy observing human behavior. The subway is a perfect place for it is filled with people at different stages of their lives, interacting with each other. For me, depicting my observations in this blog acts as a therapeutic outlet; a way to release emotions and thoughts.

Thursday, April 1, 2010

Lesson #27-Don't open carbonated beverages

This is one of those many instances in life when you think that it will never happen to you. Of course you know better, but the lack of life experience and naivety kick in and you think "what the hell," it won't happen to me. Let me tell you, it most probably will. Especially when we are referring to something that can be scientifically proven. Simple physics. Here goes. If you have a can of soda and it has been shaken up, when you open it, the content of it will ALWAYS come spewing out into your face, onto your clothes and even onto those around you.

This was one of those moments - the one we always pray for. The one where someone else's stupidity results in total humiliation, which turns into a form of entertainment for us. So there she was, Barbie herself, all done up right and proper, heading somewhere fancy I presumed. She had the whole number down; chewing bubble gum, blowing bubbles, clicking her fake, manicured fingernails against each other, looking around, not able to sit still. When her bubble gum flavor finally wore off, she decided to get rid of it and replace it with something else. Reaching in her bag, she retrieved two items: a piece of used gum wrapping, which she wrapped around her gum and threw back in her bag and a can of diet (go figure) soda.

I knew what was going to happen next, so, naturally, I watched. If you have ever used a big shoulder bag like she was using, you would know too. There is so much space in there, that even if you pack it with everything you could possible think off, there is still enough space for a can of soda to shift around and around and around. You get the idea. Tapping her finger on top of the can, she almost seemed to be entirely sure that once she popped the can open, the soda wouldn't spill. Boy oh boy, was she wrong. The sheer force with which the content of that can came spewing out was awesome. I don't think I've ever seen anything quite like it. It went EVERYWHERE! Mostly on her face, but also all over the font of her shirt, onto her pants and a little onto the person sitting directly to the right of her. It was my time to get off the train, so I didn't see how she attempted to clean that up, but all I wanted to say was, "What were you thinking?"

So there you have lesson #27. Simply put, don't open a carbonated beverage when it has been laying around in your bag, especially if you are going somewhere fancy.

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