I don't like the loitering, but I try to be nice to lost tourists. When we were just in Paris, a nice French guy took pity on us at the Gare du Nord, or we wouid have walked the wrong way to our train.
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I try to be nice to lost tourists.
Thus proving that Robin is an incredibly nice person. I try not to rant about tourists because god knows we've all been there at some point in our lives. And in places like Hawaii where it feels like Everyone Is a Tourist and half your family has a job because of that industry, you learn just to suck it up and be nice.
I'm perfectly nice to lost tourists. I just move them out of the fucking way first.
Moving IS nice, Trudy! it keeps them from getting trampled.
It IS.
And I always tell them "now go home and tell them New Yorkers are nice"
It's my own little campaign.
"now go home and tell them New Yorkers are nice"
" . . . or else."
And I always tell them "now go home and tell them New Yorkers are nice"They were chatty to me. I felt betrayed.
I'm fairly sure that food and drink has never been allowed on the DC metro, because of the messiness that ensues. But yeah, there used to be more trash/recycling bins in stations.
There's never been food/drink allowed on the DC Metro in my lifetime. I can't say I have any distinct childhood memories of trash bins, but it wasn't something I was paying too much attention to.
Here, they just make sure the train interiors can be easily hosed down. I shudder to think what cloth seats would look like after a few weeks on the A line. (And in my personal subway rulebook, it ain't an open container if it's got a lid. If someone tried to get on with a mug of coffee, I might have a problem with it.)
They were chatty to me. I felt betrayed.
But they gave you chopped liver and you got over it.
(And in my personal subway rulebook, it ain't an open container if it's got a lid. If someone tried to get on with a mug of coffee, I might have a problem with it.)
I'm fairly sure I've ranted this before, but this is in line with what pissed me off SO MUCH about the MTA banning beverages. I saw a board member on NY1 outraged about the idea of people getting on the train in the morning and spilling on people, which is why he voted for the ban...but what fool gets on a train with something that's going to spill all over
himself?*
Not that it doesn't happen, but I've never seen anyone spilled on in the train. Christ. Presumably this board member was not appointed because of his vast commuting subway experience.
*The answer is, some fool who is unaware of the ban, anyway. Like those two girls I saw the other day who decided to stay upright on the train by hanging on
to each other,
rather than a
fixed object,
thus meaning they fell over onto Bob when the train left the station. Those are the people that bring open containers into the train.