Hey,
I have had the weirdest damn day ever. Actually my day started at the end of the previous one.
Honestly, why me? I'm casually standing on the subway just aching to be home. I'd just finished an 18 hour shift and could almost taste the cold beer I had in the fridge, then I saw a dead body…hell I saw an even better body before I saw the dead one but we'll get back to her later.
Yes you read correctly I saw a dead body, what kind of karma puts a dead body in front of a subway train with a CSI on it? Hell if I know but I did need to stop that train and I'll admit it, in the back of my mind I hoped that first body was impressed…but I digress.
Apparently the corpse on the subway called Mac away from some Mayor's thing and Lindsay from the opera…wait when did she get a date to the opera? I found that disconcerting, which helped me concentrate my thoughts away from the fact that she looked fantastic in green and the waves in her hair just about killed me.
I told her she cleaned up well and I wasn't lyin'. Oh and I really do hang out with all the wrong people, how come my co-workers get to do cultured things that don't include me?
Lindsay and I got the job of interrogating the subway driver in the train ahead of mine, he took a liking to her…I took a liking to him being arrested later.
Another strange thing about my day, Lindsay and I go to talk to the kid who was subway surfing with our vic and some girl answers the door in her underwear, looks right at me like I'm supposed to join her.
Then Monroe goes and gives me this look like I was contemplating it! Sheesh I wasn't, it just takes a guy a moment to realize someone is only in their underwear. And yes I'm the same guy who talked to women only wearing paint…did I mention I was working a double??
I don't know why I thought I needed to explain myself to Lindsay, it's not like she asked me if she could go on a date to the opera. Wait, why am I assuming this is a date, hell maybe her Uncle Fred likes it. Nah, it had to be a date, she looked to good to be going out with an uncle.
Well good then I'll be done with this non-crush I had.
So back to the first body I saw on the train. As luck would have it she was there when I finally finished my shift. I told Mac I wouldn't pick up any more dead ones, but I figured a live one wasn't a bad idea. She was nice and smart too she was studying when I introduced myself. Lucky for me she had been impressed, I think I'm done calling Cindy when I'm bored.
I wonder if Lindsay made up for leaving her opera date in the lurch. I shouldn't be pleased about that, but I am.
