The train is a fun place, isn’t it? You get to experience all these personalities, and yet pretend that no one exists unless you need to leave the train and you don’t have an aisle seat. If it weren’t for other people, the train would be awesome. But unfortunately, we share the world with the…… Continue reading Overheard on The Train II
The other day, on my way back from from work, I overheard the following exchange between a mother and her young child as they were boarding the train: Child: There’s no seats! Mother: That’s okay. Let’s find seats where we can sit together. Child: There’s no seats! I don’t care! Mother: C’mon Jake, don’t be…… Continue reading Overheard on The Train
Are you a weirdo? And I don’t mean that to be offensive. I’m just wondering if you’re straight up weird. We all have little quirks that makes us unique and different. But then there’s people who are just out of this world. Could they be aliens? Probably. Here’s an example: Riding the train, a gentleman…… Continue reading What’s Your Quirk?
I have a pattern here of talking about things that I make, and the train that I take. The two are usually interconnected as I have a lot of time to myself on my daily commute. This time, I’d like to talk about smells. Yes. Smells. If you have ever been in a public space,…… Continue reading Offensively Smelly
I am not exactly the best person to give this kind of advice, but it has to be said. Pick your battles carefully. I am pretty crabby when it comes to certain things, and very angry when pushed or when I bottle it up long enough. Especially so when I’m also hangry (hungry+angry). However, there…… Continue reading Picky Battles
It looks like this week is train week. So, let’s talk about trains. I have the luxury of commuting with the Metropolitan Transportation Authority (MTA), using their Metro North railways to get in and out of New York City for my lovely day job. There are several lines which come into the city, and each…… Continue reading Train Quirks
On May 17th, 2016, there was a massive fire, underneath the tracks at East Harlem, which caused all trains coming in and out of New York City to stop running. No one knew in the beginning why the fire was so bad and what caused it, all everyone did know was that the commute was…… Continue reading Flammable Stupidy
