Filed under: Daily Commuter, via iPod Touch | Tags: fat people, old lady, seating, seats, sitting
OMG!
I don’t know where to begin. I’m on the “F” train. I have an old lady sitting next to me, which is fine, but she sat down next to me clutching her shoulder bag at her side, and it’s all up against me. I don’t think that she is clueless. She knows that you’re not suppose to sit with your personal bag on your side when you are sitting next to someone. It’s freakin’ obnoxious.
I have two bags with me and an umbrella. Both bags are on my lap and I have my umbrella in front my legs. It’s not in anyone’s way.
She’s also carrying a Duane Reade shopping bag on her lap with plenty of room for her damn shoulder bag to be placed. She’s not one those feeble old ladies. She’s still got a bit fire left in her but she does need to sit down. The old lady could be self absorbed, or just doesn’t give a shit because she’s old and thinks that she’s entitled.
Before that, a fat round Indian woman was sitting next to me who tripped and almost fell her fat ass on me. Then a stocky Latino sat on the other side of me. I felt squished. The round Indian moved her seat and the old lady that I mentioned above crammed herself next to me.
The old lady and the stocky latino got off the train. The round Indian lady had fallen asleep and is snoring.
Filed under: Daily Commuter, via iPod Touch | Tags: pissing, public urinating, urinating in public
There was a man in a Yankee jersey standing at the end of the platform of the Broadway Lafayette station. His back was facing me as I looked towards the dark tunnel. It was clear to me that his guy was taking a piss.
I wasn’t the only one to notice this. A black lady saw this and twisted her face in disgust.
When the Yankee fan finished he was teasing his friend who was also in a Yankee jersey; attempting to touch his friend after pissing.
I was grossed out.
Filed under: Daily Commuter, via iPod Touch | Tags: body odor, pungent body odor, smelly guy, smells, smelly, smelly people, summer time
Well it’s summer despite the amount of rain we’ve been having.
The first sign of summer beside the warm weather is the result of warm weather. Yesterday while standing in line for the bus in the evening there was an Indian/Pakistani guy on the line behind me. He wasn’t directly behind me. There was someone else between me and the Indi-Paki guy. There was also an evening breeze which I would have described as pleasant but it wasn’t because it picked up the body odor of the Indi-Paki guy and it was anything but fresh if you get my drift. I was blown away with how much the guy smelled. It was as if he was heaping pile of rotten trash and then the wind blew a big waft of the funky smell down your way. I may not have been far from him but if there wasn’t a breeze, I would not have been exposed to his noxious body odor unless I walked passed him.
And then on the bus he stood near me as he prepared to get off the bus. The immediate area was filled with his funky Indi-Paki B.O., and the odor continued to linger after he had gotten off! It was heavy and thick like fog.
Today in the train going home, a balding man with a blown off comb over sat next to me. He reeked too but not as bad as the Indi-Paki guy. This guy just smelled of sweaty armpits.
The sad thing is that it really hasn’t been that hot. I do realize that some people are prone to sweating a little more easily than others, and some people are also prone to smelling worse than others as a result of the heat and sweating.
I’m just not really looking forward to the commute as temperatures and humidity rises especially with the possibility that I should be so fortunate enough to ride on a bus or train whose AC doesn’t work and I’m surrounded by people who’ve been sweating all day long and don’t wear deodorant. Summer in NYC…
Filed under: Daily Commuter, via iPod Touch | Tags: seats, seating, fat people, fat Hispanic, "E" train, train bench, sitting
I’m on the new “E” train where the benches are supposed to fit 6 people. Well, leave it to a thick Latina to make it so you can seat seven – tightly.
As some of you may know, the new train models have the periwinkle colored continuous bench. There is a vertical pole in the middle of the bench. Three people fit comfortably on either side of the pole.
I am seated next to the pole. There were three Korean women sitting on the other side of the pole with some space between one of the ladies and the pole. A Hispanic woman makes a beeline and insists to sit in the space. The space can fit a child. She squeezes her plump ass and packs herself between one of the Korean women and me next to the pole. She shoves her ass to my side to make room for her butt. Eventually, it became too uncomfortable and the poor Korean woman stood up.
Yeah, I think it’s pretty obnoxious to squeeze the Korean lady out of her seat. You know, just because there is space on the bench, doesn’t make it a seat. Yes, I do think there is something wrong if people are sitting shoulder to shoulder especially in the summer when people are baring their arms and shoulders and sweating. In fact, a different Latina is sitting next to me and her upper arm is rubbing against me. The rubbing is not what is bothering me but the abrasive feel of her on my upper arm. It feels kinda rough; almost abrasive. I look over and notice she has a light covering of hair – that’s what scratching against me. It’s kinda gross.
Filed under: Daily Commuter, via iPod Touch | Tags: crowding, people, personal space
On the “F” train and sitting in the back to back double seats that are perpendicular to the train. I’m sitting in the aisle seat. This lady who is standing next to me has no concept of personal space.
The train is not crowded yet she’s standing next to me as if the train is packed with people. There were moments where she was up against me unnecessarily.
Now she seemed to have restrained herself from leaning into me. And in fact, she just moved away.
Filed under: Daily Commuter, via iPod Touch | Tags: bus driver, bus ride, Q46
I’m on the bus because of a red light.
From about half a block away, I saw the Q46 bus pull up to the corner bus stop. The traffic light turned red so I quickened my pace in an attempt to catch the bus. I could see the passengers who were waiting at the corner boarding the bus.
The light was still red when I got to the opposite corner, and the bus pulled away from the curb. I approached looking at the bus and then at the driver. At this point we were watching each other. I stood in front of the door waiting and seeing if he will open the door. After a pause, and the light hasn’t changed to go, he opened the door.
At the next stop, he left a woman who approached the bus from along the side. If he was an attentative bus driver, he would have noticed her coming.
These are just some examples of dickish acts by some bus drivers.
The worse is when the bus driver sees you coming and purposefully pulls away so he or she keeps you from boarding the bus especially at a red light. Or they pretend to not hear you when you knock at the door because they font want to compromise the seconds it would take to open the door, let you board, close the door, and prepare to pull out.
Filed under: Daily Commuter, via iPod Touch | Tags: seats, sitting, people
So I’m on the “F” train; seated in the middle of the three seater bench. I’m playing a game on the iPod Touch when this Chinese guy with glasses and a pudgy nose dressed in a suit carrying his briefcase decides to sit down next to. He slams into my shoulder as he leans back. He doesn’t apologize. Instead, he glares at me as if I was in his way.
He’s also constantly looking at his watch as if the train wasn’t moving fast enough for him. He’s not running late; just being an annoying little prick. And his brief case is a little too close to me so I place my umbrella in between me and his brief case so as to keep it from touching me.
He got off at Roosevelt and Continental.
Filed under: Daily Commuter, via iPod Touch | Tags: baglady, bagman, body odor, bus, bus ride, dirty, filthy, odd behavior, oddball characters, oddballs, people, smells, smelly
I’ve touched upon this subject in a previous post regarding oddball characters on the Q46 bus. If you’ve been riding the bus for as long as I have you’ll notice certain oddball characters that commute during the same time as you.
You all have heard of a bag-lady, and the image of a haggard woman trudging along the streets carrying all sorts of bags filled with stuff conjures in your mind. Well, there is a male version of the bag-lady; the bag-man, and he takes the Q46 bus.
I’ve seen him both on the morning and evening commute. He is a white male and if you just looked at his face, he seems nice and looks “normal”. If you pan back, you’ll notice that he has a comb-over of thick dried wavy hair that is losing it’s color. Despite the effort he makes with his comb-over, he still looks like he just rolled out of bed. His clothes are nothing in particular. They’re in fair condition. The colors seem dull; not from frequent washing but the opposite. His clothes do not look dirty but they don’t look clean either.
He carries with him two bags filled with stuff. One is a multi-double bagged bag with an outer weathered Fairway plastic shopping bag, and the other is a filthy canvas tote bag with heavy soiling on one side.
I don’t know what’s inside those bags but he always has them with him. He carries them as though he were condemned to carry them for the rest of his life as punishment.
To my knowledge he is not a homeless man. He doesn’t reek of your typical homeless person whose body odor screams, “I haven’t bathed in weeks!”
He’s usually already on the bus by the time the bus reaches my stop along the route. When I see him on the bus, I always avoid standing near him. I was always suspicious of hygiene habits. And today, I confirmed my suspicions. He got on the bus at the same stop as me and took a seat next to me. I was apprehensive at first when he sat down next to me and parked his filthy bags in front of his feet. I wanted to get up and leave but stopped myself from making such an obvious move. And then there was an odd whiff of something in the air. It was subtle but it was there. It hovered around him and slowly reached out and began to wrap it’s dull odor of dried sweat and ashy skin over me. He smelled like someone who did not maintain a daily hygiene regiment. I couldn’t take it anymore and decided that I would rather stand than be seated next to the bag-man; and I didn’t want his filthy bags to touch me either.
I went to the back of the bus, and some lady ended up sitting next to him.
Filed under: Daily Commuter, via iPod Touch | Tags: "F" train, service changes
From June 9 to 19 during late night services, the “F” trains are running on the “E” line from Roosevelt Avenue to 42nd Street, then in the “A” line to Jay Street.
Filed under: Daily Commuter, via iPod Touch | Tags: eating, food, garbage, litter, littering
A Hispanic guy just sat down next to me and eagerly ripped into a bag of potatoe chips. They are a bag of Tostitos. He’s just shoving one chip into his mouth after another. I like Tostitos but there’s just something about the smell of food on a train that is so close to you that it’s just obnoxious and unpleasant. That goes the same with fried chicken, french fries from McDonald’s, and pizza to name a few things I have smelled people eat on the train. And I don’t like when people sit down next to me and start eating. I don’t even sit down next to me who are eating. I would rather stand.
The asshole just dropped a chip on the bench and didn’t bother to pick it up. Fucking litter bug. It’s people like him that makes public transportation disgusting with their garbage and filth.
