It’s morning. I’m on the train, there are a lot of people, hustle, noise, heat. I barely got in the car, holding a strawberry bucket tied with a cloth, so that they couldn’t be seen.
Suddenly, a man started yelling through the whole car. He had probably seen how I was standing on the platform with the bucket:
_Young man! The one with the black bucket. Yes, you! Are you going to the market? What have you got in the bucket? Maybe I can buy it!?
I didn’t really feel like explaining him, that I was visiting my sister and taking her strawberries. So I decided to joke around:
_To hospital! I’m taking by tests!
The man: “What are you taking again?”
I answer: “I said, I’m taking my FECES to the hospital for tests!”
Silence…
An old lady, standing near me, asked: “A full bucket? Really? Why so much?”
I say: “I’m taking as much as the doctor told me to.”
A man standing next to me poked his fingers into the bucket: “Aren’t you going to squish?”
I say: “I think, no! I’ve covered the top with a lid, and wrapped it with a cloth. So it shouldn’t spill.”
In a few seconds, there was not a single person around me. Only the old woman shook her head and kept repeating: “God forbid to get so sick…God forbid…”
