Rude Tube

My flatmates and I eventually discovered that we were all a little hard of hearing/did not communicate well.

We were on our way back from seeing a potential flat. It was quite busy on the tube as it was right during the 6pm post-work rush, so we all squeezed into the train as best as we could. At first we all stood, but this seat became free which was right near the door. However, a girl was about to sit down, and she looked really tired and was carrying a whole bunch of suitcases, so I let her sit down and walked back over to Narmeen, one of my flatmates.

And so begins the miscommunication.

Tinya: Why didn't you sit down?

Karen: Oh, someone had left a suitcase there. - unfortunately, this is what Tinya thinks I said to her.

Tinya: What? Someone just left a suitcase? Did they know?

 Karen: I think so.

Tinya: Well, where is it?

Karen: Oh, it's tucked to the side.

Curious, Tinya leaned towards the seat and squinted a bit. It was a bit hard to tell, but she could see that there was a tiny gap between the side of the seat and the train wall, wide enough for a thin suitcase to fit in.

Tinya: Wait... so someone left a suitcase and they tucked it into the side of the seat... isn't that kind of sketchy?

Karen: Yeah, I guess it is?

At this point Narmeen joined in the conversation.

 Narmeen: Hmm... well I think it's a bomb.

Tinya: What?! A BOMB?! What do we do?!

Karen: Or it could just be a drug deal....

Narmeen: Yeah, like they arrange for someone to drop off the suitcase on the train or something.

Tinya: Well, who left it? Did you get a good look at him?

Narmeen: He was in gold.

 Karen: Like a mime?

Narmeen: I don't know... I heard him speak to people on the train.

Karen: Maybe he was off duty?

So at this point, Tinya got increasingly agitated, and was inching near the door. She started talking to Narmeen’s mom, and was freaking her out, so they’re both freaking out.

Tinya: Guys... I think we should get off.

Narmeen: Whatever. I don't really care.

Karen: I just want to sit. I'm so tired, I don't give a fuck.

At this point, Narmeen and I just had a conversation about how we’re so lazy that we’re not afraid of dying right now, as long as it’s not a painful death we have to endure. Finally, we pulled into our stop and Tinya couldn't get off the train fast enough. The two of them follow behind me.

Tinya: Okay, so that was really weird... should we do something about that suitcase? Where was it again Karen?

Karen: What? I am so confused right now.

Tinya: Didn't you say there was a suitcase tucked into that seat? Where? …..

Karen: ... I think we just had a huge miscommunication. What did you think I said?

Tinya: Wasn't that why you didn't want to sit? Someone had left a suitcase tucked into that seat?

Karen: OHHHHHH. NO I said that I didn't want to sit because someone had a ton of suitcases!

Tinya and Narmeen: What?

Karen: Yeah, there was a girl standing there with a ton of suitcases, so I thought I'd let her sit.

Narmeen: I definitely heard what Tinya heard... that someone had tucked a suitcase into the seat.

Tinya: Wait, I'm confused. But didn't you hear our conversation? Why didn't you realized that we heard wrong?

Karen: Oh, I was really tired so I zoned out for a bit, and by the time I realized what was going on, I just assumed you guys saw something I didn't. So I went with it.