The Subway Boast and the Scammer's Downfall

Summary

On the subway to work, I overheard an old woman bragging to another older lady.

"Girls these days are so easy," she scoffed. "I just taught my son to put in a tiny bit of effort—like making them a cup of hot tea when it's their time of the month, or bringing them an umbrella when it rains. And boom, these shameless women throw themselves at him. Thanks to my methods, my son is juggling eight girlfriends right now."

Hiding behind the crowd, listening to her, I felt sick to my stomach.

I silently took eight seconds to mourn for those eight poor "sisters."