Fun times on the train. this will be a reoccuring segment, i'm sure.

I forgot my ipod at work on friday. so my mind was going extra crazy on the train ALL weekend. Which was actually ok, because there were a lot of funny things happening on the train that balanced out the anxiety. On friday on my way home from work, there were a bunch of guys talking about the Parade for the Yankees (i don't know if you heard, but they won the world series. its a really big deal). I felt like i was watching a sketch comedy group of people making fun of yankees fans with those terrible long island accents. I was sitting next to them and just blatantly laughing at what they were saying. Until this kid who was probably 4 or 5 got on the train who was just tall enough to barely see out the window when standing by the door. this kid was giggling one of those little kid contagious belly laughs and there were literally a good 8 of us adults (i guess not 'us' adults. i'm more of a preteen) just staring at this kid and laughing too. it was awesome. and we all just kept looking at this kid and looking at each other and laughing. For as big of a city as New York is, there have for sure been a lot of moments when it feels like such a small little community of friends. On Halloween i was on the J train and there was this little girl sitting facing away from her mother on a little pink plastic cell phone, her mother on her real cell phone, having a conversation. Her mother kept laughing, so i decided to hit pause on my ipod and eavesdrop. At one point the little girl said "are you lis'nin to me chil'" and her mother said "did you just call me 'child'" to which the little girl responded "Mmmmhmmm." The train was kind of empty at 9pm on a saturday night, but those of us who were lucky enough to overhear this conversation started cracking up. i heart nyc.

that being said. there are also SO many moments on the train that make me want to shoot myself in the knee cap. once there was a lady on the train who had her 18 month child in a stroller in front of her on the train. the baby was crying and reaching for her, she was reading a book (a lesbian porno novel that i WISH SO BADLY i remembered the name of) and had her headphones in. She kept looking at the baby and saying "what? whats the matter with you? why do you keep grabbing at my leg?" Now, i don't have children. and i understand that there are times when communication with a child who don't have verbal skills yet. however. this is not one of those times. everyone knows what that child wants. If you chose to turn the stroller so the child can no longer reach your leg, and continue living in your world of erotica and ipods... you better have brought an ipod for everyone on the train. i don't want to listen to your child screaming. that poor, poor baby.

Anyway. there will be more subway stories to come. some funny. some sad. some gross. all amazing, i'm sure.