I blame the trains

I think I've become a local. Or, let's say the local behaviors meld well with my natural tendency to be in a hurry and annoyed with others.

It used to be that I people watched on the metro - more amused with the process than worried about whether I was squished or not.

Now, I'm easily ticked because someone thinks they can take up a bunch of room in the train while LEANING on me, when the GD train is nearly empty. I'm not a leaning post. I know you can feel me. In my opinion, I was here first and I will jab my book into you passive aggressively until you move.

In the same vein, I hate when people get all antsy behind me when pulling into one of the busiest stations in the morning. First, I can't go anywhere before the door opens any more than you can. Second, statistically speaking it's highly likely I'm getting off the train at this station. Third, really?

Then there's the people that race for the door to the train after it dings, and then physically pull the doors open. Somehow I don't think it's worth the possibility of losing an appendage when there's another train in about 5 minutes. At worst, 15 minutes. On top of that, I've heard though not yet witnessed, that when people pull the doors like that, it can break them resulting in everyone having to get off and wait for the next train. So this person's unwillingness to wait another 5-15 minutes results in about a 100 people's worth of inconvenience. Oh, and in the time it takes for the next train - you have that original hundred plus the new 100 that would have gotten on the next train as well. I've been told it makes for a wonderful ride.

Then there's the escalators. I totally get that out of towners don't know the rules (stand right, walk left) so I try to be patient - but for the love of god - please metro stations post signs! But there's the stubborn assholes that like to stand in the middle - clearly residents mind you. They're like human speed bumps in the path of making it to work on time. I ask you, who raised these inconsiderate asses? Who peed directly into their cherrios to make it necessary to screw up the commute of everyone behind them? Oftentimes, you catch trains by seconds making that escalator person the difference between making the train or not. Certainly they've been running late and had to race to catch the train, certainly they must have some appreciation for just how much people want to throw them down the stairs. And, yes, there is some possibility that they're thinking, "What's the rush, catch the next one." Um, yes but I could catch THIS one if you freaking moved. Personally, I think if you're going to take a stand about something, make it something kinda cool and newsworthy - not standing in the middle of the damn escalator.

Oh, yeah, and I'm chronically late to work these days. I blame the trains.

A sleeping mask kinda girl

I've been having trouble staying asleep for about 5 months. Or said differently, since we moved into the apartment.

One of the 'bonuses' of our place is floor to ceiling windows in the living room and bedroom. I'd briefly contemplated whether it was due to the sun coming up that caused my little eyeballs to open at 5:30am - 30 minutes before I'm supposed to be officially up.

Instead of using my extra 30 minutes to get to work on time (for a change) I usually struggled to go back to sleep thereby ending up oversleeping.

Why do I mention this you ask? Well, because I recently got a new possession. A sleeping mask!

I don't think I'd ever put money out for one, nor know where to buy one, but as luck would have it it was in the welcome package for a hotel we stayed at a couple weeks ago.

For entertainment sake, I tried it out at the hotel and slept through night. I've now been using it at home with equal success.Victory is mine! Plus, a free mask is way cheaper than blackout curtains.

Never saw myself as one of those sleeping mask kinds of girls...but I kinda like it. 

End is near

Soooooo anyone got anything planned for after the rapture this weekend?

Personally I've been more entertained by the comments on FB than anything else. Thoughts about reducing unemployment, wondering what time it's going to be (5:45 pm is word on the street), excitement over the additional room at the bar for next year's St Patrick's day.

In my day-to-day, I also take every opportunity to bring it up to see how people respond. Sadly, few of my RL friends know about it and it kinda takes the funny out of the joke.

Or is it a joke?

It's kinda weird to think...what if he's right?

Awkward

In the course of my very first job out of college I met a woman. She was older than me - I'd have guessed her to be somewhere in her 40's. To do the math for you, I'd guess maybe a 20 year age gap. Or, at very least 10.

We got along well enough. I don't recall what our connection was exactly, but I do know it was enough to result in us exchanging email addresses when I left that job to go to graduate school.

Now I don't know what it is about that generation of email users, but I've noticed a trend such that my parents' age-ish have a high propensity to send forwards. You know those obnoxious emails that think Microsoft is going to send you money for signing the petition, or that angels will pray for you so you're not late to work if you send the email to 30 friends...those kinds of forwards.

So back when we first exchanged email addresses forwards were pretty popular. I can say I was probably pretty guilty of forwards myself.

Ten years later, with the exception of some of the older folks, I'd say forwards have mostly died out. Sadly, this is not the case for her.

I get a lot of emails of these type. By a lot I mean, probably 5 a week. And they tend to be in little bursts.

So, what do you do? Sure, I can delete them. Which I do. But we're going on ten years of deleting. On occasion when I do take a peek, they're the same old stupid ones from 10 years ago. I don't think I've seen a personal email note in I don't know how long - but easily 7 years at best.

Ultimately, I did what any normal person would do. I just marker her email address as spam.

Problem solved, right?

Temporarily. Appears she's now requested access to chat with me on gmail.

Really? I have zero interest. Zero. So, I declined the invitation.

Problem solved, right?

Ugh, I got another request today. I'm at a loss.

We needed that

You ever have one of those days where pretty much everything pisses you off?

That was my yesterday. Poor PC took the brunt of it since he's pretty much the only one I see on the weekends. He couldn't do a thing right.

Well, in all honesty, he did do stuff that was pissed off worthy. It was just that it was kinda in a string across an entire day.

:(

Anyway, the good news is that despite our bickering most of the day we sucked it up, got dressed up, and headed into the city. Where we found our new favorite bar.

We needed that.

Check out

It makes me sad that I am unwilling to argue for my perspective because:

1) I don't plan to live with the consequences of the decision

2) it doesn't matter because nothing is going to change

3) it's easier than having to stay on the phone with the person and pretend that I care or that something will change

 

In sum, I've checked out.

 

Where's it going?

As part of my birthday resolutions, I decided to increase my water intake. I know this is probably one of the most common health goals but it's extremely hard for me because I absolutely hate water.

Yes, I hate water. Yes, I know it doesn't taste like anything so how could I hate it.

I hate it because it tastes like nothing. Anyone else who hates water understands this. Anyone that doesn't hate water never seems to get this.

Alas. My point.

I came up with an ingenious solution. I developed a "Water Cocktail". It includes, one packet Splenda and one very squeezed piece of lime. This week at the grocery store, I even bought a bag of key limes. A halved key lime is perfect for an 8oz glass.

At the current pace, with access to the three primary ingredients I easily consume my 8 glasses of water. In fact, I might be getting more than my eight glasses. And bonus, vitamin C!

Yes, I know there are some that suggest that drinking more than 8 glasses of water may be dangerous. Some disagree. But either way, I can't stop.

I also sometimes debate whether I'm going to end up with cancer of some sort when someone figures out that the long term effect of Splenda intake is actually harmful. And, I also sometimes wonder where all the water is going because I don't think there's a one to one relationship between intake and output...if you know what I mean.

Also of note, I'm no less starving all the time. Which is unfortunate.