Tuesday, January 13, 2009

A story, a rant, and an observation

1.) So, here's a strange story. I was on the bus today, and I was deliriously sleepy & happy to be heading home. I was sitting there, staring straight ahead when my eyes came into focus on the hair of the woman sitting directly in front of me. She had very frizzy, fluffy, puffy hair...and for some reason, I reached out and touched it! My action registered with my brain while my hand was already in her hair, so I couldn't take it back. So, I pulled my hand away and immediately looked out the window, hoping nobody around me had noticed the total creep move I had just pulled. I thought I was cool until I felt a touch on the back of my neck (my coat collar)...then it went away. "Okay," I thought, "that's fair...maybe someone wanted to alert me about my nutty actions and show me how it felt." Then it happened again...and twice after that. I'm serious. Out of the corner of my eye, I managed to get a glimpse of the person behind me and I discovered it was a teeny, tiny old lady. This made me even more confused, because she was SO darn small that it had to have been taking her some effort to reach her hand up to touch me! Anyway, we both got off and I've just had to settle on the conclusion that she saw me touch the puffy hair, and maybe got the insatiable urge to touch my puffy collar as a result.

2.) I must preface this rant by saying that I know it's technically okay for people to smoke outside. I don't usually make annoyed faces and wave smoke away from my face as I'm walking by a smoker, but I have done it on occasion. Now let me tell you why.

I've come to the conclusion that, while it may be legal, it's still just plain rude for people to smoke in public areas. I know that may come off as uptight, but I absolutely HATE the smell of cigarette smoke! And I just cannot fathom why someone would voluntarily put that smell into the air surrounding them- I would be so embarrassed to do that. I can't really preach about the other downfalls of smoking (I drink so I am damaging my liver, etc.). But, I just can't stop thinking that smoking can be equated to letting a really rank fart out in public. That's the main reason that people don't do it, right? I mean, if farts didn't smell bad, it wouldn't be a huge deal for someone to let them out around others; I mean, the sound can be funny, but not horribly offensive. So, why are smokers okay with letting nasty clouds of smoke out where other people are trying to walk? I know I am not the only one whose hair can hold the smell of a single cloud of cigarette funk for hours. (The same goes for bad perfume wearers & perfume overloaders: get a nose. You give people headaches.)

3.) And, finally: my plea to the patron saint of bad falls...please don't let the ice get me. Since NYC started getting icy, I've seen at least 10 people in those walking boot-type ankle casts (not an exaggeration). That's just in the last 3 days! It would royally suck to have a sprained or broken ankle in this city...no temporary handicapped parking permits to help get you around...