Was on a pretty crowded 6 train when some tourists got on the train. This woman did in fact wonder to herself if the subway had a weight limit. I imagine if there were a weight limit that could be reached via humans piled onto the train you’d have to be above ground and have people stacked up high above the train in order to reach it.
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Yesterday morning a guy forgot his left over Dunkin Donuts fruit shake thingy. It seemed to be handling the starting and stopping of the subway just fine, but still part of me just couldn’t leave it there even though I’ve been fine doing nothing before in the past.
As soon as I picked it up I felt like all eyes were on me even though no one appeared to care. I almost felt the urge to take a sip to see how people would react. Once I got to my stop I made a beeline for the nearest trash can, and all the while I was looking back to see if anyone had gotten off with me and checked that I was in fact throwing it out and not saving it for myself.
I’ll admit it, I think I can count on one hand the number of times that I’ve passed from one subway car to the next while it was in motion. Earlier this week I walked between subway cars to get away from some horrible B.O. I didn’t get a ticket though unlike a friend of mine got a ticket probably around the time they needed to fulfill monthly quotas. Since I’m a paranoid law-abiding person I doubt I’ll give anyone much opportunity to ticket me for this.
Why yes, I do think this is a pretty good approximation of what teenagers talk like.
Whenever I’m on the subway and a large group of teenagers get on I know that as soon as the subway starts moving they’re going to have a big reaction as if it’s the first time they’ve ever rid the subway. I don’t know if it’s because they find it funny to get thrown off their feet or if they’re so distracted talking to each other they somehow forget this fundamental thing about the subway. Or maybe teenagers are just that uncoordinated.
I expect this with small children because they’re probably too busy swinging around the subway poles to think about the sudden start the subway will have, but teenagers getting towards college age I’d expect to have figured it out.
Check it out next time you’re on the subway with a large group of teenagers who are all standing up (assuming you’re in a city where the subway isn’t a silky smooth modern feat of technology).
In completely unrelated news I spent most of yesterday editing this. I always get a kick watching the part of TV infomercials which illustrate why we need the product they’re selling. So I decided to go to youtube and find as many of these TV products I could and make a video out of all the “you’re doing it wrong” moments. Yes I’m very very silly.
My only regret is I couldn’t find the commercial for the “Canaround” which is a way to store drinks in your fridge. The hilarious comparison consists of a kid going to a fridge to find snapple bottles stacked three high and then proceeding to try to remove the bottom bottle.
If you couldn’t guess, this is the same girl I did a comic about earlier who seemed more upset her ex-boyfriend unfriended her on facebook than the fact that he broke up with her. This was while we were in Boston for PAX East. She wanted to transfer at Park Street because she could get wifi there. Just a few minutes later when we transferred at Boylston we got in the same car as them again which means there really wasn’t enough time for her to use wifi anyway.
If teenagers already have to be THIS wired now, it just makes me imagine how wired the kids of people of my generation will be when they’re teenagers. I’m going to make a great old fart some day.
While I was in Boston for PAX East I overheard this group of teenagers (at least I think they were teenagers, I think once I’m old enough everyone college age and under I’m just going to refer to as teenagers). This girl said just this, that her boyfriend broke up with me and she was really upset and put out that he had so quickly unfriended her on facebook. Because you know, it’s really traumatic to have 2300 friends on Facebook and then see it go to 2299, I’m sure it’s very embarrassing and much more distressing than breaking up with someone.
It’s always funny to me when they have subway announcers read things that I’m used to hearing the automated announcer reading on the newer subway trains. The difference being that sometimes it’s a little bit different.
This particular announcer adds “.com” to the end of the MTA info URL which doesn’t take you to the site. I always imagine the thought process of this guy being “What? I’ve never heard of an address that ended in ‘.info’ it must be a mistake, all addresses end in ‘.com!'”
I do this fairly often in the subway or when I’m taking cat naps at home. It usually freaks out the people around me. It’s not like a sudden thing happening in a dream or anything I’ll just suddenly BOLT out of sleep. It’s kind of embarrassing because I know how hilarious it must look to people watching.
We’ve been trying to “finish” our apartment for a while now. One thing that has been holding us back is our inability to get this IKEA TV stand. Since we have a fair amount of media playing devices we’ve been wanting to replace our old TV stand. This particular stand we saw during Xmas vacation only to see that the price only a week later during the sale was going to be $150 cheaper. This unfortunately thwarted us because the cost was so significantly different we figured we’d just come back later.
Lo and behold that sale price was for the pine version, not the black version we wanted. Then the black version was out of stock so again another trip failed. Later on we checked stock online and the black version appeared to be in stock so we went again only to find out the website was full of nothing but lies.
Actually getting to IKEA actually doesn’t take that long, about 40 or so minutes via subway and bus which is basically like going to Manhattan. So finally we decided to call and I was told it had to be special ordered because it wasn’t regularly stocked anymore, but special orders had to be made in-store only.
And like the comic says, even the most special of orders cannot allow us to order one when the central warehouse has nothing. Therefore, in their amazingly efficient system we have to call in periodically to see if the central warehouse has anything so we can then go to the store to special order it.
Of all these visits all we have to show for it are a few odds and ends we’ve bought during each trip, meatballs in our stomachs and the discovery that their frozen meatballs actually heat up such that they taste just as soft and juicy as they do in the cafeteria!
Curse you IKEA!!!
I’ve already done several pee smell ones including the one incorporating the molecules bit Elijah Wood had from “The Ice Storm” so thought I’d simplify this one. Seriously though, do you ever want to touch anything when the car is so saturated and you can’t find the apparent source?