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A blonde comes home from her very first day commuting into the city, looking a little pale and disoriented…
Her usually bright smile is replaced by a tired expression, and she’s dragging her purse like it weighs a ton.
Her husband, sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee, immediately notices something’s off…
“Honey, are you feeling alright?” he asks.
The blonde lets out a dramatic sigh, dropping her bag on the floor and collapsing onto the couch…
“Not really,” she groans, throwing an arm over her eyes.
“I’m nauseous from sitting backward on the train the whole time.”
Her husband looks at her, concerned, “Why didn’t you ask the person sitting across from you to switch seats for a while?” he asks.
She pulls her arm away from her face and shakes her head slowly, “I couldn’t,” she replies…
“There was nobody sitting there.”
