When I can’t ride my bike, Lucy, to work, I take the subway. Often I will see people put bags on seats, say to other passengers that they are “saving” the seat, or sitting on the outside seat with an empty seat next to them. I guess this is because people are either selfish or have spacial issues (Ew! Sit next to someone on the subway?). I would like to remind those people of a couple of things:
- You are already on the subway (or bus, I don’t mean to exclude anyone. I suppose more places have buses than subways, regardless). Get over yourself or buy a town car and chauffeur.
- You are only inviting ruder people to sit next to you. Who is more likely to ask you to move over or take your bags off the seat next to you, the well-mannered person or the crazy person? When push comes to shove, you will eventually be forced to let that crazy person sit down. There is one woman on the train I take to work who has an anxiety problem and as soon as she gets on the train, will not stop woefully moaning until she gets a seat. Do you want to sit next to the wailing woman? Improve your odds of having a sane person sit next to you and keep the open seats easily accessible.
- Quit being a jerk.
Sometimes my sense of humor can be rather, well, senseless. Of course, when I say “sometimes,” I mean a lot of the time. It’s only sometimes that I say these senseless things out loud and normally only to people who I feel can handle them (whatever that means). These ideas can often get stuck in my head and when I’m alone I can be especially reminded of them. That being said, I like to ride my bike to and from work whenever I can. That’s about 30 minutes each way that I’m by myself and I’m usually just with my thoughts (I don’t like/think it’s safe biking with headphones on).
On my way home most days, I think to myself, “home is where you make it” and typically go through that entire bit from Joe Dirt (wait, what? that movie is 10 years old!) and not because I particularly care for that movie, but I remember that scene.
But easily the biggest earworm (non-musical) I have while riding my bike has to do with the fact that I ride along Boston’s Esplanade and when I was a kid, I used to watch I Love Lucy on Nick at Nite (before TV Land). So now, whenever I head over to the esplanade from work, I say to myself “Lucy, you’ve got some esplanadin’ to do!” And so, my bike’s de facto name has become Lucy.