Travel Treat

As I rode the Metro last night I encountered a foul drunk. I was sitting minding my own business, listening to my discman when I felt something splatter onto my foot. I didn't really notice it at first until I felt it a second time. So, I turned around and saw a girl with her head between her knees vomiting right behind me. Instead of apologizing for puking on me, her friend just continued to sit there rubbing the girl's back, saying "It's okay, honey." No. It's not okay. This girl just puked on me. I jumped out of my seat as fast as I could, and luckily I was barely contaminated, but it didn't detract from the fact that not only was this girl up-chucking foul stomach fluids in a public place, but her friend seemed to think there was nothing wrong with the situation. They got off at Tenleytown, leaving the Metro car reeking and defaced (clearly AU students). But the part I can't comprehend is how they felt no remorse. The entire car had to endure her episode, while on the verge of vomiting themselves just from the rank smell. Yes, the girl was sick, but I can't feel sympathy for her irresponsibility with alcohol. Sleep with the dogs and wake up with flees. All I'm asking for is a simple apology from the friend or the girl for the vomit on my shoe. Or at least for one of them to have given me a head's up that she was sick, so I could have changed seats. Is that too much to ask? Now, I know we've all had a little too much to drink at some point, but an enclosed public facility is no place to let it all go. Hold that shit down for the sake of others. If not for us then for the janitor. And I thought I had it bad.