Tuesday morning.
My alarm doesn’t go off so I’m already 45 minutes late for work.
Super.
I finally get my sluggish ass on the subway and am 1 stop away from work when i am informed that my local train is now an express train. i repeat: super.
trying to side-step around the rather large man in front of me i offer up an “excuse me”. no response, i offer up a slightly louder and more assertive “excuse me” while making forward movement to the doors.
and then
WHAM!
SMACK!
and i take a rather large elbow to my face/jaw. OWW.
the man turns around, looks me dead in the eye and laughs. no “are you ok?”, no apology, nothing! just laughter.
stunned into silence i can already feel the tears threatening to spill and my jaw throbbing. “stand clear of the closing doors please” sets me into a panic. I’m already late for work so i sort of stumble out of the car and onto the platform. i can see him staring at me through the doors laughing as people around him just stare. at him, at me, at the absurdity of it all.
i mean, when did it become funny to slam a woman in the face?! when did it no longer even require an apology? that’s crap! and maybe i’m crazy, but that seems like something unfortunately typical of new york. its just disgusting --only in new york would the guy turn around and LAUGH while everyone just stands there staring at their starbucks.
ugh...
i love my city and all, but sometimes it makes me want to make like baz lurhman and "live in new york city once, but leave before it makes you hard"
ugh...
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