a couple of observations
To the nice guy on his cell phone, Virginia license plate LEX REX: Yes, a stop sign means you COME TO A FULL AND COMPLETE STOP. Not speed up and whip through the intersection so you can cut me off.
Second one: Rode Metro to work today. Was expecting a lot of hippies. Instead, ended up with a bunch of tourons. I guess that's what I get when I go into work late (had a doctor's appointment at 9:15), but at least it wasn't hippies.
Now, tonight when I have to Metro downtown - I really hope it won't be hippies.
There was one stripper looking girl on there. I got on one of the new trains that have less seats, to "encourage people to stand away from the doors". Of course, tourons don't actually listen to the announcements, so while I was pretty clear by standing in the middle, the door areas were packed tight.
But despite the packed train (in parts), the stripper looking girl - I mean, seriously, it's like maybe 50 degrees if that out, and she's wearing a dress that barely covers her crotch and shows off everything else - has the seat next to her covered in her various accoutrements (and, seriously, what looked like to be the clothes she'll be changing into for her shift, at least, temporarily).
It doesn't bother me to stand on Metro but that's still freaking rude. I knew how it'd be resolved, though, and I was right - a grumpy old man got on, walked right up to her and told her to move her stuff.
(I don't know if he was grumpy, and he was probably polite, but it's funnier that way. It would've even been funnier had he been the leering dirty old man type of guy, but he just looked like a regular ole commuter.)
She definitely turned on her iPod after that. Me, I think I need to have a new playlist on mine that's just death metal and various weird other songs (like the Dave Brockie Experience song "Masturbate" or the Bloodhound Gang song "Yummy Down On This") to help clear out my general vicinity.
Second one: Rode Metro to work today. Was expecting a lot of hippies. Instead, ended up with a bunch of tourons. I guess that's what I get when I go into work late (had a doctor's appointment at 9:15), but at least it wasn't hippies.
Now, tonight when I have to Metro downtown - I really hope it won't be hippies.
There was one stripper looking girl on there. I got on one of the new trains that have less seats, to "encourage people to stand away from the doors". Of course, tourons don't actually listen to the announcements, so while I was pretty clear by standing in the middle, the door areas were packed tight.
But despite the packed train (in parts), the stripper looking girl - I mean, seriously, it's like maybe 50 degrees if that out, and she's wearing a dress that barely covers her crotch and shows off everything else - has the seat next to her covered in her various accoutrements (and, seriously, what looked like to be the clothes she'll be changing into for her shift, at least, temporarily).
It doesn't bother me to stand on Metro but that's still freaking rude. I knew how it'd be resolved, though, and I was right - a grumpy old man got on, walked right up to her and told her to move her stuff.
(I don't know if he was grumpy, and he was probably polite, but it's funnier that way. It would've even been funnier had he been the leering dirty old man type of guy, but he just looked like a regular ole commuter.)
She definitely turned on her iPod after that. Me, I think I need to have a new playlist on mine that's just death metal and various weird other songs (like the Dave Brockie Experience song "Masturbate" or the Bloodhound Gang song "Yummy Down On This") to help clear out my general vicinity.