It is only Wednesday and I just can’t even believe the lack
of courtesy on the train…or out and about really.
Monday after work I get on the double decker and I sit down
in one of the seats that folds down to sit in. During the winter, I take the
first seat I see because you just don’t know if you’ll see another one. I sit
next to a man who looks very able bodied. I don’t know for sure if he is but my
guess is…he is just fine!
A woman walks on with a stroller and I immediately get up
and offer my seat. She insists I sit down and that her friend got them a seat
in the car back. They leave. This guy sits there with his ear buds in watching
what I’m doing and then buries his head back in his phone.
After the woman walks off, a man with a cast on walks on the
train. I give the slug a second to hop up and offer his seat. He doesn’t
(therefore in my eyes did not redeem himself). I offer my seat to the guy with the
cast and he tells me that he has sat all day and needs to stretch. I tell him
to let me know if he changes his mind and needs to sit. The slug next to me
sees the man with the cast on and still just sits there.
I don’t know…is it just me? I’m pretty sure you offer your
seat to people who have strollers, wheel chairs and casts! Pretty sure it’s
just common decency but what do I know?
Then today, I am making it to the train station JUST IN TIME
for the train. It came while I was a half a block away so I ran…until some lady
who didn’t have the same sense of urgency as me was walking like a snail (no
cast! I checked!)! Oh no worries lady… yes… you are out of my way. However,
your ugly drug store umbrella is protruding into my path so I have two choices:
1. Stay behind you and hope the conductor sees us and waits or 2. Risk slashing
my throat on your drug store umbrella while I try to get by and make the
commuter train.
I chose option 1 and thanked the conductor profusely.
Then… I’m not on the train but I’m going to throw this one
in for sh*ts and giggles because…well… wait your “muthah f*cki’n” turn buddy!
I get to the bagel shop. I am waiting in a long long line
because I’d like a rosemary and olive oil bagel with cream cheese. I finally
get to the counter and the woman says “Next in line please.” The guy behind me
gives her his order. She grabs his bagel and starts making it. I proclaim that I
was next. He says to me “Well, I’m in a hurry!” Um… really as*hat? Aren’t we
all? It’s 8:45am!
I look at him baffled that he really just felt that his 9am
meeting was more important than where I have to be at 9am. “So am I!” I state
and look at the lady. She doesn’t know what to do so she continues making his
bagel and asks someone to come make mine. As*hat got his way and I got my bagel
maybe a minute after him. So really buddy, your smug a*s cut the line for 1
minute. Good job at succeeding at looking like a jerk in front of a long long
line of people for 1 minute. I hope you got to where you were going thaaaat
much faster!
OK… done ranting! It’s only Wednesday! Oy Vey!
