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beekaytee - Dec 28, 2006 9:25:21 am PST #8408 of 10007
Compassionately intolerant

I'm in complete agreement about scream control techniques. Believe me...I'm down...but the slobbery, smear the sticky everywhere thing just seems disrespectful and unsanitary. I'd be lying if I said I've never snuck a morsel on a train...I just don't want to sit on or grab someone else's mess on a handrail.


Aims - Dec 28, 2006 9:26:07 am PST #8409 of 10007
Shit's all sorts of different now.

I just don't want to sit on or grab someone else's mess on a handrail.

Heh. Stop riding the train then. Chances are you are grabbing onto something much more sinister than popsicle sticky.


Trudy Booth - Dec 28, 2006 9:27:21 am PST #8410 of 10007
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart

Coffee on the train is like food for babies. It prevents fussing. Let's all just embrace it.

Strollers on busses, however... I know its necessary. But so are basic manners. So when people are trying to use the aisle you're blocking make eye-contact and at least a token scooch of the thing instead of ignoring all the world around you whilst you yak on your cell phone.

Oh, and if your child starts shrieking? GET OFF THE PHONE. I know ignoring the negative behavior might be a valid parenting technique but none of us CARE about your parenting technique.


Jesse - Dec 28, 2006 9:28:13 am PST #8411 of 10007
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I have started muttering at strangers on the street.

Oh god, I do that all the time. Of course, I also mutter at myself.


Sean K - Dec 28, 2006 9:28:43 am PST #8412 of 10007
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty

Chances are you are grabbing onto something much more sinister than popsicle sticky.

Ew.


Fred Pete - Dec 28, 2006 9:28:58 am PST #8413 of 10007
Ann, that's a ferret.

Ah, yes, the "get off the escalator and come to a complete stop" crowd. Which is why my recommendation for getting to the Mall includes "go up the escalator, take a couple of steps, and turn around" for the view of the Monument.

"We're going to walk four abreast, we don't care if we're taking up the whole sidewalk" is starting to be met with elbows. They're the sort of people that I want to give directions to with, "Get on the Capitol Beltway, and keep going until you reach the Capitol."


sarameg - Dec 28, 2006 9:29:38 am PST #8414 of 10007

Baby New Year was mentioned on the radio, somewhere. I can't remember where, though.


beekaytee - Dec 28, 2006 9:29:45 am PST #8415 of 10007
Compassionately intolerant

Chances are you are grabbing onto something much more sinister than popsicle sticky.

Oy. Now I'm totally squicked. Fortunately, the Metro is way, way cleaner than most public transit I've taken.


Sean K - Dec 28, 2006 9:30:15 am PST #8416 of 10007
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty

They're the sort of people that I want to give directions to with, "Get on the Capitol Beltway, and keep going until you reach the Capitol."

Ah, deliberately giving bad directions to people who so richly deserve it. Quite satisfying.


Jesse - Dec 28, 2006 9:30:43 am PST #8417 of 10007
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

They're the sort of people that I want to give directions to with, "Get on the Capitol Beltway, and keep going until you reach the Capitol."

OMG, that would be hilarious.

There was a funny NYOverheard recently with a tourist wondering why the Roosevelt Ave subway station wasn't the same as Roosevelt Island, and disbelieving anyone's answer until someone said, "Yes, you're on Roosevelt Island now." Which she wasn't.