Subway etiquette means avoiding eye contact with others. This means that your gaze will frequently be cast downward. So what do you do? Check out shoes, that's what!
This morning we have: hideous and gigantic black orthopedic shoes, silver sneakers of an unknown brand (though this guy's jean cuffs feature rainbow colored thread in a zig-zag design), Burberry rain boots, LL Bean boots, grey and blue Pumas, and his&hers Timberlands.
DAY 44
Something you never want to hear from the train's loudspeaker during the morning commute:
Ladies and gentlemen we are waiting for police assistance.
It will add on at least 15 minutes.
Ladies and gentlemen we are waiting for police assistance.
It will add on at least 15 minutes.
DAY 43
A is in the station with open doors and a conductor looking out. As I walk through the doors they close on me and I'm the poor soul stuck (!) trying to pull my arm and bag into the train car.
If you're a conductor and you're going to wait for a passenger to get on, don't close the doors on them! Unless, of course, you hate your job and enjoy hurting others. There is such negative energy in this city sometimes.
If you're a conductor and you're going to wait for a passenger to get on, don't close the doors on them! Unless, of course, you hate your job and enjoy hurting others. There is such negative energy in this city sometimes.
DAY 42
Uptown A stopped at Chambers Street.
Conductor: Due to a situation uptown this train will be going back to Brooklyn. Everyone please leave the train.
No explanation of why I lost 15 minutes of my day.
Conductor: Due to a situation uptown this train will be going back to Brooklyn. Everyone please leave the train.
No explanation of why I lost 15 minutes of my day.
DAY 41
Yes, that is a bottle of Georgie. And a crumpled metrocard. I am thankful that I don't know what went down on my bench.
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