<p>Topic 1: How did you get caught?</p>
<p>Riding on the public transportation in Shanghai, China – one of the most crowded cities in the world – during morning rush hour – one of the most crowded times during the day – you get caught between lots of people (or perhaps mashed or crushed or even smushed between people) and, to be brief, it sucks. There is nothing more annoying than when your personal bubble becomes invaded by others.</p>
<p>Scenario number 1: You get on a subway at the first stop, so there are a bunch of empty seats. Since you all want your own personal space, everyone sits at least one seat away from another person. By the second stop, though, the seats are partially filled, so a guy, let’s call him Adam (yes, despite the fact that we’re in China), sits down on your right. Adam is a big guy, he takes up a lot of his chair… and unfortunately, some of yours, too. So you scoot over to your left, a little uncomfortably, and stick your right hand in your pocket (God forbid if your leg should touch his) and shrug your right shoulder inward. However, what you do not realize is that the seat to your left is quite possibly the last unoccupied seat on the entire subway. Thus, at the next stop, two other men, let’s call them Bob and Charlie, both make a mad dash for aforementioned seat, with Charlie winning, just barely, by partially sitting on you and completely cutting off circulation to your foot. You cough, scoot yourself millimeter by millimeter to the center of your chair, make the left half of the body mirror the right, and emulate a tetromino . You sit as rigidly as possible while the subway accelerates and decelerates, attempting to defy the law of inertia. When your stop finally arrives, as fate would have it, you all attempt to get up at the same time, resulting in Adam and Charlie both using your body as leverage to facilitate the action. Thus, you get off the subway, restarting the blood flow in your left leg and wondering if you broke your coccyx.</p>
<p>Scenario number 2: You get on a subway at the first stop, and this time, you sit next to a man of about 25, we’ll call him Dan. Dan, thankfully, fits into his own seat just fine, and you smile as you now have ample arm and leg room to push your sunglasses up your nose. At the next stop, a man who we’ll name Ethan gets on the subway, and sits on your other side. Unbeknownst to you (for approximately the next 28 nanoseconds), Dan and Ethan were former high school buddies (or at least something to that effect – your Chinese isn’t all that great to begin with, and the fact that both ears are going slightly deaf from exclamations by Dan and Ethan do nothing to help). The two proceed to recount their life stories, with their faces so close to yours that you could theoretically get a variation of the French two-cheek kiss if you weren’t attempting to defy the law of you-can’t-go-through-things-that-are-solid. However, what makes this scenario even more annoying is the fact that the two are reminiscing upon stories that, frankly, you could have lived without. Your virgin ears wilt as the two elaborate, in pornographic detail, upon story after story after story. You wonder why they seem not to notice that you are sitting between them, learning about the number of hotel rooms they have checked into, when you realize that you are wearing your Illinois High School Association T-shirt and reading The Joy Luck Club. However, as you stand up at your stop, you dislocate both shoulders as you hit both Dan and Ethan’s chins, resulting in your kneejerk reaction: “不好意思.” There is one awkward moment of silence before their [bruised] chins drop and both men gawk at your ability to say “sorry” in Chinese. If it weren’t for your throbbing shoulders, this could have been a potentially hilarious moment. As it stands, however, you get off the subway, not feeling one whit of remorse for the two men.</p>
<p>Scenario number 3: You get on a subway, but now you are learned and wise. You decide to stand, instead of sitting. You get a few weird looks from people when they enter the subway to find you standing amid a myriad of empty seats, but as your coccyx and shoulders attest, this is definitely a safer way to go. The subway fills up quite rapidly, but you hum to yourself in a satisfied way since you are neither in danger of being crushed nor of extracurricular learning. However, your ditty quickly turns into a dirge as a pair of screaming teenagers rush onto the subway and decide to stand on either side of you as they shout a stream of profanities at one another (or at least, what sound like profanities, since it is not something you ever learned in Chinese school). Being from the States, you know what the stereotypical teenager acts like, but you always assumed it was an American stereotype – obviously, you were wrong because these two are putting their American counterparts to shame. Oh wait, I forgot to give them names; they’ll be rechristened Fannie and Ginnie. Fannie is on your left, screaming like an air raid siren, while Ginnie is on your right, spittle flying from her lips like a machine gun. You, being the unlucky individual you are, become caught in the crossfire, becoming deaf on the left side and getting a nice washing behind the ears on the right. You sigh internally as both try to outshout each other, and despite getting the full blast of each girl’s loquacious argument, they both seem to boil down to “you’re an ugly crack-whore” (with some artistic license). As you get off the subway, you vow to never get back on again, thus terminating your final session of getting caught between two people.</p>
<p>EA-accepted.</p>