MTA messing with Manhattan bound passengers

Here’s another example of MTA failing passengers. After New Year’s Day passed, MTA has resumed construction work on the weekend causing trains that normally run on the express line be rerouted onto the local lines. Fine. I can deal with that. 
Yesterday (Saturday), the trains were running on normal tracks – pleasant surprise. Today when get on the F train, it is running local. Not happy about it but whatever. It turned out that it was running local because of signal issues. Of course this isn’t announce until we approach Jackson Heights. On top of that, the F train is rerouted into the G line. All passengers who want to get into Manhattan would need to get off at Jackson Heights and take the E or R trains. As the F train pulls in, there is an E train on the express line. The doors are open as we slowly pull into the station but then the E trains closes its doors and pulls out knowing that the F train was going to be rerouted and passengers would need to catch a different train.

Another F train pulls into Jackson Heights on the express track but it turns out all F trains are being rerouted on the G line. This was announced after people sat down. In the meantime an R train pulls into the station and once that announcement was made, all who didn’t want to go to Brooklyn got up and rushed to get the R train.

It’s so ridiculous that the E train couldn’t have waited a minute to allow passengers heading into Manhattan to make the connection. Instead, they leave – most likely instructed to do so and in turn fucking over the passengers for having to wait for the next train which turned out that it too wasn’t going to Manhattan and then having the passengers rush in a panic to catch a waiting train.

Thanks for the nothing, MTA. 

The ignorant republican and libertarian

Tonight was a hilarious bus ride with two guys standing beside me mouthing off about politics – one being a republican (white) and the other being a libertarian (Asian). Both guys are college students – I know because they each eventually got off at stops that are popular among the student body of this particular university. 

It started off with them and they’re bros trying to insert themselves into line behind me and in front of these two black foreign men. The foreign men were talking to each other and did notice these white guys insert themselves in front of them in line. Most people would not call them out on it but what they did was wrong and rude so I said something. 

I told them there was a line, those guys were standing behind me (pointing to the foreign black guys), and he and his buds were not standing in front of them. This caught one of the college bros off guard because like I said most people would not bother to speak up. In fact, he did not understand why anybody would speak out about it let alone the fact that I did. He didn’t think it was a big deal to insert themselves into the line. I responded that it’s rude. Then he claimed that he didn’t know there was a line as he and his bros went to the back of the line. I told him he was being ignorant. And then the bros erupted with commotion and somebody said, “You didn’t have to say all that.” 

Say all what, was what I thought, by having said he was ignorant? 

I took a single seat behind someone on the bus and typical male behavior after he’s been insulted, stands beside me – trying to intimidate me or something? Meanwhile the rest of his bros were at the back of the bus wondering why he was not sitting with them. He was kinda hovering only because he was hanging from the overhead metal grab bar. He is not tall and was holding onto the lower grab bar. And his Asian bro with very narrow eyes and thick black framed glasses stood next to him for emotional support. I wondered how he could see out of such narrow eyes. They’re so narrow they almost appear shut. I also couldn’t help notice he had twigs for legs. 
So the short republican who is also drunk and reeks of having drank too much just says how he disliked liberals. The Asian bro who added “bro” to the end of his sentences and said how he’s a libertarian, disliked liberals and doesn’t understand why people don’t mind their business. I think they were being passive-aggressive and it was amusing to witness these two college idiots blathering about things they were clueless about. 

The white republican was behaving in a very typical fashion as a white male who thinks he is entitled to do whatever he likes without any regard for other people especially minorities. And doesn’t like it when he is called out for his rude actions by someone who is not white and a republican like him. The Asian libertarian was a contradiction. If he’s all about minding one own’s business he certainly wasn’t doing that by standing with his friend and expressing loudly how they disliked liberals and Hilary Clinton – as though it was supposed to intimidate me? I, too, do not like HC and I am not a liberal. 

Rude with an overbite

On the train in the evening. It’s not a crowded train but most seats are taken. I’m playing a game on my mobile device. There’s an empty seat next to me with a large pear shaped black man sitting at the other end. From the corner of my eyes I see this young black man make a beeline towards me and down next to me. 
He peers down on my mobile device and is looking at the game I’m playing. I turn it away. He looks elsewhere. I return to the game and again he looks down. I stop playing and turned to look at him look down on the screen of my mobile device. He’s got mini twists in his hair. His got a bad overbite and a bulbous nose. Not particularly attractive. When he laughs to himself he just looks like someone who’s dim. 
There were a few back and forth but essentially I stopped and just watch him behave stupidly in the reflection of the window across from me. He starts chuckling and babbling to himself as some of these mindless urban youths tend to do when they know they are being rude and annoying to others for no reason other than to entertain themselves. 
He pretended to talk to the the pear shaped black man but really he’s talking to himself. The train makes a sudden stop and the twisted hair baboon leans into me so I push him off and he says with a knowing smirk, “Chillll…”
I wanted to punch in the overbite at that moment. Instead, I said to him, “Why don’t you chill. You know what you’re doing. What is the matter with you!? Are you high or something!?” 
He acts sheepishly and chuckles to himself. He can’t even focus his eyes. He continues to babble to himself saying ignorant things. Eventually my stop arrived and I get off with other people including the doofus. I don’t know where he went but certainly not anywhere near me. 

It’s not always a sick passenger

So I’m finally heading home after being held in between stations and then held at the station itself when over the PA system, the conductor announces that the train is being held due to a sick passenger. The conductor advices that people take the trains on the local track. I decided to go see who this sick passenger is. I was at the head of the train walking towards the other end looking for the car with the sick passenger. I’m beginning to doubt that there is a sick passenger as I pass each car with no sign of someone passed out or hunched over or surrounded by concerned passengers. And then I saw the conductor walked hurriedly by followed by transit cops. They rushed to the end of the car and towards a passenger that was standing in the corner. A Hispanic man. He didn’t look sick. I couldn’t really see what was going on and nobody was talking about what had happened when they exited the car. The transit cops tried to escort the guy off but he resisted. The TC tried to lead him off and reluctantly got off the train. He clearly looked inebriated. His eyes had that glazed over look of not quite being aware what was happening. I’m sure in his mind’s eye everything was either happening in slow-mo or a blur with distorted voices. All the passengers were staring at him of course. Some even captured the incident on their cell phones. The authorities (people in transit uniforms, and lady in a pants suit each with walkie-talkies) cordoned off the car. I suspect the drunk man urinated in public. I didn’t see barf and I didn’t see pee but I do think it has to be pee. They were kinda circling around where the man was standing in the corner of the car and not wanting to step within where the man was standing. 
This incident confirms my suspicions that when there is a delay, the reason isn’t always what they announce over the PA system. The guy wasn’t technically sick. 
Once they got the drunk Hispanic off the train car, the train returned to service and everyone is on their way to their destination. 

Bottom heavy potato chip stuffing black woman

I was seated between a bottom heavy black woman and an ugly man. Black woman was stuffing her face with potato chips for breakfast. Somebody farted. I don’t know who at first but I suspect the potato chip eating bottom heavy black woman. The idea that it is her seems more plausible especially when she was stuffing her face with potato chip in the morning. Also, it seemed like every time she moved, some farts wafted over to me…. 

Blatant litter bug

So as I was reading the recent NYC MTA campaign ads for “Courtesy Counts”, this Indi-Paki man sitting across from me blantantly tosses his copy of the free newspaper underneath his seat. It’s unbelievable that he didn’t give it a thought to perhaps hold onto the newspaper and dispose of it in the trash bins when he gets off the train. He just chucked it underneath his seat like a bad habit. 

It baffles me that people still litter the trains and buses as though it is an acceptable thing. We all share in this public transportation system. Why be a selfish jerk and ruin the commute for everybody else with dirty habits. It’s disrespectful of the system and to everyone else who pays and rides. 

  

Pushy Asian bitch

It’s been a while since I’ve encountered issues with another commuter. This morning’s commute started with me on the bus sitting in the first seat of the three seated bench next to the door. My gym bag laid across my lap. I was playing on my mobile device. There was another person sitting at the end of the three seated bench. At another stop, an Asian young woman gets on the bus, sits down next to me, and nudges my bag over. She had some audacity, I thought. So I moved my gym bag back. And she pushed it again. And I moved it back. This occurred in and off for the duration of the commute and in the middle of that she was beginning to lean into me so I adjusted myself so she can be off me but then she starts this nudging thing with me. I don’t know what her problem was this morning before she got on the bus. She’s a student, backpack and dresses like a student, with her hair up in a messy too bun. I’ve seen her previous times on the same bus but she never sat next to me.

As we get towards the ending the route, she pushes my bag once more and I pushed back and told her to stop pushing my bag. She fired back saying that she pushed the bag because I pushed the bag on her. The bag isn’t on her I told her looking at my bag not being on her. She claims it’s not on her because she pushed it off. We ended our dispute telling each other that the other needed to stop.

I’ve never had an issue with my gym bag sitting across my lap. I’ve commuted it with the bag on my lap on crowded trains and never an issue. And thus included sitting in between two people as opposed being the the person who has already established a seat and other people sit down next to you, which is what happened with this pushy Asian

Farting indi-paki man

I’ve got this indi-Paki man sitting next to me and wearing the most horrendous aftershave so as to mask the nasty darts that’s coming out of him. I don’t know that he’s farting but the odor that surrounds him sure smells like I’m in a NYC cab. If you’ve ever been in a NYC cab driven by one of these brown skinned Asians then you know what kind of smell I’m talking about. I think they are farts. It makes sense that they’re farts. It reeks of what they eat. They’re sealed up in the yellow car farting away without any consideration for passengers that get in. And they probably don’t notice it either.

It’s almost always certain that an indi-paki man will reek and you don’t want him to be sitting next to you for any duration of time. Because if it’s not them stinking of farts, they have a very pungent body odor that is offensive and lingers in your nose after you or him go your separate ways. You need to wash out your nose and blow it out. Trust me.

Flanked

I don’t know what it is about me but people like to sit next to me. The train can be empty with plenty of open seats and there’s always somebody who will just plop down next to me.

Here I am on a relatively sparse train heading home after rush hour. Plenty of seats to go around and yet, I have people sitting on either side of me. One person, a middle aged woman is sitting a little too close to as opposed to sitting center between me and the man on her other side. I don’t like the fact she’s sitting closer to me.

Then an Indian guy sits down next to a after surveying the open seats of the train. It’s un-fucking-believable. At least he’s got some space away from me because he could have easily just sat right up next to me.

I’m a magnet for people for reasons I don’t understand.

It’s times like these that I would to be able to fart a big stinky one.

Bag in empty seat

Indian woman and her teenage daughter on the rush train. Her shoulder bag is taking up a seat next to the door and the bag is open. That is just ripe for the snatching. It’s one thing if she was putting it in the empty chair because she was juggling something but she wasn’t.

A woman just boarded and asked her to move her bag so she could sit down. It’s amazing how the woman had to ask to have the bag removed after having walked up to the seat.

The Indian woman clearly lacked common sense and common courtesy.