Act 1) As we enter the Metro car, I notice a woman is sitting in the first seat of a fairly crowded Metro train, in the aisle seat. No one is in the window seat. I make eye contact with her, a clear challenge. Oh, yeah, I'm all over the glaring. To my surprise, she moves. That is, she moves her knees, only, out toward the aisle: the universal symbol for "you can squeeze by me." I squeeze by her, thinking "maybe she's getting off at the next stop." Nope. We travel past half a dozen stops and wind up getting off before her, which means I get to squeeze by her again. WTF, lady?! Do you just crave the feel of strangers awkwardly brushing by you?
Questions du jour (pick any or all):
- What is wrong with people?!
- Does anyone ever play Twister except as an excuse for physical contact?
- Why did our parents buy Twister?!?? What were they thinking?!
- Should bags have an indicator to tell the carrier "Hey!! I'm about to crash into someone!"?
- Is karma real?
6 comments:
#1 There is a whole medical specialty that is devoted to this subject.
Where do I buy that twister outfit!
When I was a kid, my grandfather's farm had just a whole ton of cats, but there were these three siblings who were all white, with a grey patch on their forehead. I named one of them, my favorite, "Rascal." All long dead by now, of course, but I love that photo for making me think of him, and them.
I'm pretty sure that subway riding is the reason that I can't stand being touched by strangers in any capacity.
We loved playing Twister! And we were mostly siblings & cousins so it was really all about how do I do this without touching anyone. And my mother loved the game most of all (she just like to see us fall over).
There is no answer to question #1.
Mike: That's the bad part about playing doctor.
Jeff: Happy to serve.
Tania: It just invites all kinds of bad behavior, doesn't it.
The Bug: (I'll avoid the West Virginia Twister joke) But you could avoid touching people pretty easily--just stay in your lane, right? No one I ever played with did that. Clearly, I was playing with the wrong crowd.
Metro- the place where I pray not to touch anyone or vice versa. Dealing with tourists but I will say that karma is rewarding me with serious military action man eye candy. My ovaries!
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