As I travel back and forth to work each day it never ceases to amaze me the things I see on the NYC subway. In just these past few days back at work after the Easter weekend I have viewed Subway Douchebaggery at it’s finest!
Here’s a quick rundown of some things that people have done or keep doing that boils my blood –
Stepping on my just shined shoes. Really? At least say “excuse me” and don’t pretend like you didn’t do it!
Eating food that smells like dirty ass in the train. Of all the spots in NYC that you could plop down to eat your meal you choose the dirty subway and a crowded rush hour car to do it? Yuck.
The subway is packed and there is no room on the bench and yet you still force-squeeze yourself in between us? What – you can’t stand for a bit until the train empties out after a few stops? Now we are all uncomfortable sitting here, and you’ve taken a cologne bath. Thanks.
OK, here is the deal. If you already see two people standing in the space in front of the doors do not just barge in and stand between us! WTF? There is enough room across us. Personal space dude.
Again, the subway is packed with hardly any room between us. We are standing here like a can of sardines. Is there any reason your pretentious ass has to open up your extra large NY Times or Wall Street Journal and lean it against us or into the back of my head so you can read it?
You see the old lady and the preggo chick standing there. Don’t pretend like you didn’t see them with your head down and ipod on. Give up your damn seat!
Again, what is it with the music and video games? Turn off the damn volume. We don’t want to hear your crappy music or stupid games that early in the morning. I need my damn coffee!
People barging through the crowd coming against them on a stairwell after a train just unloaded. Can people just wait a minute until the crowd moves by. Will it kill them? No, so instead they almost knock us down pushing through.
As much as I love this city there are days I really really hate some of the people who live here! I guess that is the price to pay when living in a city of millions. Douchebaggery is everywhere. Do you experience it where you live? Does your commute compare?