So we all know how challenging simply walking down the street in New York City can be, right? So why do people feel the need to make it more difficult by not only offering flyers to me, but literally shoving their entire arm in my direct path, forcing me to swerve wildly in order to avoid being knocked in the stomach? Even on the days I take the subway to work, when I’m only walking a few blocks on either end, I am accosted no less than 3 or 4 times during those blocks. First, the Metro and A.M. News folks, who are by far the most polite. They never use the full-arm approach, and when you mutter, "no, thank you," they’ll even tell you to have a nice day. Upon exiting the subway, however, I leave the polite news territory and enter the land of the menu people. These folks act as if they’re out to get me, viciously thrusting menus at me, with absolutely no regard for my personal space. Drives me absolutely batshit. There are at least two of them every day, in the two blocks between my subway and work. And finally, as an extra added bonus, there’s the fur guys. I work in the fur district, where all the wholesale furriers hang out, and as a result, in addition to the news and menu people, I’m often bombarded with flyers for fur sales. Do I look like I wear fur? The only fur I own is so faux that I feel guilty about the teddy bears who have died so I can have cool fuzzy green shoes and a fluffy silver coat. But real fur? No thanks. And regardless, there’s no need to shove that much paper at me before I’ve even come close to having coffee. I’m surprised I haven’t throttled someone yet — some of you have seen me before coffee — not a pretty sight.
Okay. Today’s rant is now over.
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I’ve decided, musing over your rant and on my way to work this morning, the my new favorite sidewalk-walker to hate is the guy standing next to me at the crosswalk this morning when the sign said WALK while a cab, as always, was trying to nose his way over the crosswalk but was forced to pause because he did not have right of way. The man WAVED to him, giving him permission to go ahead, and therefore the next eight cars behind him. WHAT WAS WRONG WITH THIS MAN?
(I just re-read this. It makes little sense. But, I feel better now so I’ll post it anyway.)
I’ve decided, musing over your rant and on my way to work this morning, the my new favorite sidewalk-walker to hate is the guy standing next to me at the crosswalk this morning when the sign said WALK while a cab, as always, was trying to nose his way over the crosswalk but was forced to pause because he did not have right of way. The man WAVED to him, giving him permission to go ahead, and therefore the next eight cars behind him. WHAT WAS WRONG WITH THIS MAN?
(I just re-read this. It makes little sense. But, I feel better now so I’ll post it anyway.)
Yeah — I hate that guy too. Next time you see him, kick him.
Yeah — I hate that guy too. Next time you see him, kick him.
The man-you-want-to-hate/kick is probably a cab driver when he works at his night job. This would certainly explain his bizarre behavior. Kick him anyway.
The man-you-want-to-hate/kick is probably a cab driver when he works at his night job. This would certainly explain his bizarre behavior. Kick him anyway.
ah yes, yet another thing I don’t miss about working in the City. Or not working in the City anymore….
thanks for reminding me!
ah yes, yet another thing I don’t miss about working in the City. Or not working in the City anymore….
thanks for reminding me!