It’s January 28, 2012 and I’m back! I always hear that line in Shai Linne’s voice with that bubble busting boasting pin say, “but nobody was asking where I’ve been…”
I hope ya’ll still there and still slightly curious about what I’m going to write next. I have a lot to say and like I’ve been saying in all my spooky undertones, I feel like Mars (again). I’m changing and I think I’m beginning to feel like God loves me a lot.
But here’s my random as ever rant for today!
Some people really have the entitlement game down kids! I was on the train coming here… [Don't ask where...you know full well I'm in Starbucks. Where else can you take advantage of free wifi while drifting into a caffeine induced coma and look at home doing it with the rest of the Starbucks zombies?] Anyway, I try to stay off the subway as much as possible. There’s something about that window seat above ground on the Select buses the MTA is ramming down our throats. I just feel a lot more at peace on the bus! Today, I gave up some of my peace and pandora tunes to take the straight route here. Tell me how now that I’m an infrequent rider I am able to sort of bump into the same crazy people on the train?
There is this one lady who we’ll call the give-up-your-seat captain! Last time I rode the train she was chastising an insouciant young woman in her twenties. I think it was for the best that the girl was oblivious to what was going on. She sat straight ahead and looked that perfect cross of aware and in a zone. You know that thing New Yorker’s have branded. It go, I’m chillin’, no mean mugging, just bumping my music in the earphones and minding my business. Mind yours! Yeah that’s the NYC neutral mug, but don’t get it twisted, the guard is still up! O…K…now, Captain move it or lose it was on a mission to secure a seat for the gentlemen I initially believed was her husband or in the very least traveling with her. As soon as she got in the subway car she starts in on this young lady. Idk…something about if she was sitting there, she’d have given up her seat. I think someone else may have gotten up though, but I’m not completely tight on the details because it was awhile ago. Anyway, I perceived that the Captain was a racist. Yeah, I said it! I rode that conclusion home because I’ve observed other white women appear to use their white skin privilege to do things like this in the past. It’s infuriating! Alright, so the young woman was African American and nothing really came of it except that I was on the edge of my seat angry because the old Captain was unwilling for awhile to let it go. Plus, it turns out the guy is NOT even with her!
Fast Forward to today. SAME LADY! LOL She gets on the same car as me and promptly begins to say to any and everyone in her come on guys tone,”he would like to sit…” Two people moved pretty quickly and she and her traveling companion (no more assumptions from me about her tolerance for so called minorities or marital status, sorry!) I’m like, what the? She and buddy cozy up in their seats and she’s smiling from ear to ear.
Am I bugging or is she doing too much? I get that the law is that if requested patrons of the MTA are required to give up their seats to the elderly or handicapped, but do you ever bristle when you see people going hard to promote their rights? Why do you think that is? How do you even promote rights in a non offensive or non belligerent way…with humility?
And let me get back to minding my own business…lol
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