- Carry the groceries by themselves.
- Buy clothes for their grandchildren.
- PDA on the T
Definitely not PDA on the T. Had I had a bigger breakfast this morning, I would have puked a dozen times by now. In fact, I feel like eating something right now just so I would puke, but that sounds bulimic and disturbing in a whole other way. There was an old couple next to me this morning ("How old?""White hair old.""Oh, that's old.), much older than parents-old and not even good looking, too. They looked frail and wore plaid. Things started out cute as they held hands and talked about how glad they were to be taking the T together this morning, but very quickly progressed to annoying when they kissed goodbye at least half a dozen times when the man had to get off and it all went toward the realm of "my eyes cannot be glued to the Metro enough and I want to gouge them out then burn them just to make sure I really can't see anymore" when she (sitting) kept rubbing her palms over his (standing) butt. And stroking his leg. And - and- I don't even think I'm old enough to have witnessed that.
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