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SUBWAY ETIQUETTE

ETIQUETTE -

When it comes to the subway I am pretty considerate. I am too considerate. Today I faced a problem. A woman enters the subway. She sits across from me. Alarm bells.

1) She is disheveled.
2) She has fuzz on her double chin which indicates a beard.
3) Her hair is greasy and plastered on her head. She has short hair.
4) Her clothes are dirty.
5) Her two handbags are also dirty.
6) She is dirty. She needs one good shower and everything is fine.
7) She gets up every five minutes, grabs the pole and looks down the subway car...(in my humble opinion - nothing of any interest is over there).
8) She moves her bags around.

She is not homeless. How do I know? You just know. Homeless is that guy with the cane who starts singing ( badly). People give him money so he will shut up.

She is not homeless. Everything is fine. She is sitting across from me. I am listening to my ipod. Bono is singing - Who's going to ride your wild horses? Who's going to fall at the foot of thee?

Everything is fine. Then it changes. She moves and sits next to me. One woman sitting on the other side of her blatantly moves. The problem with me is... I don't want to hurt her feelings. Sure she is dirty, and I am pretty sure she has lice but I don't want her to feel bad about people moving away from her.

I sit. I deal with it. Then the deal breaker happens. She starts scratching her hair.

I don't want to hurt your feelings. I don't want to get lice. The lice issue wins in the end.

Sorry dirty woman.

May 09, 2005 at 06:15 PM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)

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