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benson, sorry you finally saw some rain. I was sure glad to feel it after two months with only one rainstorm. But welcome home…
I used to feel that way when I was a kid coming home from a week in the country, getting off the WSH at 125th Street. I don’t feel that way any more coming into Brooklyn.
benson my friend who i lived with in harlem moved back to san diego and wants me to move out there!!! but i dont think me and california make a good fit for some reason. yes yes yes i know ive never actually BEEN there. im just psychically intuiting that me and and there wont work right. all that night weather and sunshine might make me miserable.
*rob*
“A real New Yorker should be able to walk from the first car to the last car without touching anything (except to open the doors) on the A train at full speed btw 59th and 125th streets.”
Wow, denton, that would be a real feat!
Should be in the NYC Olympics!
flushing queens is actually predominantly mandarin speaking chinese (not cantonese).
sheesh, what kind of New Yorkers can’t walk on a moving train?
A real New Yorker should be able to walk from the first car to the last car without touching anything (except to open the doors) on the A train at full speed btw 59th and 125th streets.
I used to ride on the _backs_ of trains, fer crissakes.
“prezanon: “CGar, mais non CGar. Il est president extraordinaire (also intelligent and dreamy-looking).””
Am I the only one who thinks Biff = prezanon???
Dave: Although I often disagree with ishtar :), I agree that most other cities (EXCEPT HONG KONG) have much more courteous commuters.
My experience in Japan was that while private manners (the way people behave to you one to one in relationships in which you are not a stranger) are exquisite, public manners are pretty rude, like strongers don’t even exist at times. And little old ladies (or maybe we can say anybody who is in the grandmother generation) are so rude it is funny. They will shove you hard to get on the train before you or jump a line in the supermarket. I guess they figured they paid their dues being sweet and pushed around for the first half of life and now….screw everybody. Of course, there are exceptions. There are always people who mess up these theories of mine. My experience in the UK is that it is politeness is expected and overtly rude public behavior is really censured to such a degree that people are pretty well behaved in public places. Italy forget about it. They are lunatics. There are no rules and whatever rules exist, exist to be broken.
Imagine that one day you’re in the San Diego/La Jolla area. Sunshine, palm trees, smiling female eye-candy everywhere. You drive down beautiful Harbor Drive, abutting the beautiful San Diego Bay, to get to the airport.
Six hours later, it’s raining as you take the LIE to get home because the Belt is backed up all the way to Long Island. You pass the dreary Lefrak City compound. You are assaulted with graffiti on every rooftop as you pass through Williamsburg on the southbound BQE.
You are depressed to be home.
IDK – as a former fat girl I NEVER EVER wanted to be embarrassed so I would NEVER attempt to squish myself into a seat. Even til this day I rarely sit in the middle seat on a train unless it’s 2 skinny broads on either side!
And if a fat person does squish in with me on the side I make such a SIGH and really get all pissy moving my bag all around!!