Thank you for telling me about the mutated subway roach on my leg!

I love it when he says: "And no thanks to anyone who saw me walking thru Grand Central w/ it on my coat...for not telling me. "

Yes...people just don't look out for each other anymore.

Also that he [she?] calls the roach a 'she' and not an 'it.' Yet claims to hate roaches.

I hope this writer did go home for the day. If I was the boss I would give said roach-traumatized person a whole week off but I guess that is why people like me never become bosses.

Breaking up as a form of class warfare