so today was the first part of our office’s move. pictured above, lol, will show our office on the left (now) and where we will be situated tomorrow (right). yeah, 5th floor. both corner offices, across from each other, lol.

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so i just moved into my place, started my new daily commute… not too crowded in the morning and since i’m the third stop in from the first, i always get a seat… …getting to know the fellow daily commuters, daily faces…

so there’s this one fancy little italian woman (with the tacky hair i someday long to don)… i’d say she’s on her way to being old, always in her black fur coat… looking like a pug… anyways, she’s super short and fat, a total meatball… and she always stares at me with her mouth open. (i think she has trouble breathing) anyways, yesterday morning i see her entering the train. she’s got some lady with her… now i’m sitting in one of those newer train cars that for some annoying reason require a pole in the middle of the long seating bench area (it only fits three average sized people) at the end, next to the door. and i see her and her friend coming towards me to sit.

this lady with her is just as round, just bigger. like, a big/tall woman…

they sit down next to me.

as this new lady i’ve never seen before sits down next to me i can already mid-sitting hear her apologizing.

if you knew what would happen, why would you do that? ugh.

so she managed to get in next to me and squashed me so badly against the side of the bars that my arms automatically shifted forward and crossed. i couldn’t help but mutter a “jesus christ” as the air was pushed out of me… i couldn’t move and to get out, i had to wriggle.

worst.

…and i use the term “shelters” very loosely…
oh, also: do you see a time table at that bus stop? because i don’t… very informational and helpful!

the other day it was raining, and i had to keep my umbrella open while standing underneath this “contemporary” waste of glass that the MTA used from their “hurting” budget… at first i felt like i was being crazy with my umbrella still opened… but as others tried to fit in under alongside me, they closed their umbrellas and then opened them right back up a second later. the stupid things don’t shield you from the rain or snow at all… i hate to even say it, but even jersey’s got the right idea…

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i love it when the lights go out on subway train cars and platforms.
spooky!

i can either take the F train from 74th and broadway or 42nd st/bryant park from the 7 line.  74th and broadway is still in queens and the other stop is in the city, obviously…  so if a 7 express goes local i still have the chance to get off and take it from 74th and broadway…

well today, they decided to make it local after it was pulling out of 74th and broadway. and the damn train was too packed to try to get out at the next stop to go back…   i wasn’t too late to work, just made it.  but still.

GRRR.

then they keep us @ queensborough plaza because apparently an express train BEHIND us had to pass us.

um. yeah. what?
how was there an express train BEHIND us?

i was stuck sitting next to some guy with the worst breath i’ve ever smelled who felt the need to keep coughing and breathing with his mouth open.  i wanted to cry.

i don’t know which i’d rather deal with, the arrogant LIRR train riders or the ignorant 7/F train riders.

either way, i’m not happy with my PT adventures.

except for when you were around, turd.
it’s lonely around these parts