Let me paint the picture: I’m on the subway here in New York and it’s crowded but not packed. There’s some space to move around, if one was so inclined, but no seats available. (If there was a seat, I’d probably be in it. I’m not a seat hog or anything but I wouldn’t let such a precious commodity go to waste.) I was just standing there, holding onto the horizontal metal bar, about halfway between car doors…
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The Keyboard Writes The Email
I bet parents love tablets. Screens are such an amazing distraction. First, there was television and parents could just plop their kids in front of that and throw on a VHS of Aladdin to keep them occupied for 90 minutes. They get tired of watching movies, give them video games. TV is great. The only problem is that TV doesn’t really travel well…
Better Safe Than Sorry?
In all the years I lived in Boston and commuted to Government Center, an area next to city hall, an FBI building, and multiple tourist attractions, I was randomly stopped once by police so they could check my backpack for bomb-making residue. I’m not saying they should have checked me (or anyone else) more often but even as a casual observer, these random searches didn’t seem like a great deterrent for would-be bombers.
Leg Problems
The other day I posted a photo to Instagram of a man rudely stretching out his legs on the subway. I didn’t think much of it. I made a joke that we need to, “Forget man-spreading (when men sit with their legs wide open on the subway, taking up two, or maybe more, seats), we need to stop man-lengthening.”
Phone Troubles
Normally, a middle aged man struggling with his cell phone wouldn’t be worth talking about. It’s almost expected. However, this man went above and beyond with his confusion to the point of
Let’s ALL watch a movie
A man dressed in full subway construction worker gear sits down two seats away from me, with a woman seated in between us, and pulls out a Galaxy Note or some such phone of ridiculous size. He starts up a video player but doesn’t plug-in any headphones. We’re in a subway stop with a train loudly… Continue reading Let’s ALL watch a movie
The mother who’s never met a child before
I’m walking into the subway station near my apartment, a reasonably rural part of Brooklyn at an off-hour for traveling into Manhattan (which exists from time to time during the week). I see a women standing in the turnstile, moving at a curiously slow pace through it…