the time that I took the train to Indiana and a slightly intoxicated woman sat next to me

So I am on the southshore train on my way to Indiana and I swear it’s a freaking hilarious journey everytime I get on the train. There’s always someone drinking an getting the weekend started early which I fond rather odd. First of all, I have serious issues with people consuming food and/or beverages on any form of public transportation. Secondly, who really needs to drink that badly that they have to bust one open and go to town on a commuter train? Nobody, that’s who. Today’s interesting journey centers around this woman who sat next to me. She got on wreaking of vodka. She passed out shortly before the train got out of the city. It was horrible trying to not want to throw up because of the horribly strong vodka fumes. Well as the train pulls into the Gary stop she wakes up suddenly and realizes she was so past out that she missed her stop. Hilarious. Now that I have finally had a few opportunities to see Midwest life outside Chicago, I am just amazed. It’s as crazy as rural Texas out here. Good times. Okay my stop is coming up …