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it never ceases to amaze me how oblivious so many people are to their surroundings. whether it be the guy clipping his nails on the subway, the lady reading her newspaper as she swivels and swerves down the sidewalk, or the idiot who walks out in front of cars while crossing the street, new yorkers can be beyond ignorant.
i commute from jersey city to nyc 5-6 days a week. you always have to deal with stupid people but sometimes, it just gets under your skin. today, i actually kicked someone. on purpose. and i didn’t apologize afterwards, i just glared at him. i was full of glee on the inside and wanted to laugh out loud, but i gracefully composed myself as he looked at me with this abashed gaze on his face, and continued reading my book.
so what happened? what could be so bad that i physically kicked someone? well, the bastard was invading my personal space. now, i’m not unreasonable. of course i have been in those situations where i’m smooshed between the large busted woman and the man with the rank breath that keeps yawning in my face. sometimes you have to bite the bullet and accept that your personal space for the moment is gone. but when there is plenty of space around, and many different positions you could stand in and not come close to a single person, and you still choose to invade my space…i lose it.
this oblivious idiot kept moving (which is another one of my ticks, just hold still for a god damn train ride), he would hold onto this bar…then move to that bar…then hold on to both, ugh, pick a friggin bar and stay there. well, one of the bars happened to be right next to me. and when he would hold it, he would put his back to me and stand RIGHT in front of me, i’m talking his heal to my toes. on top of that, his arm kept bumping my book (which, incidentally is the smallest book in the world), so i shoved him with my book a couple of times. i do this every so often…if you are touching my book, you are in my bubble. i shove you with my book, it means get out of my bubble. now. (note: hard covers are much more effective for this maneuver than paperbacks) so, i have never had an instance before where this didn’t work. most people will look around, realize how close they are to you (thinking they ran into your book of course, not that you shoved them with it) and move. not this idiot. he just stood there…completely and utterly oblivious to me, smooshed in a corner, shoving him with my book. so i kicked him. he noticed. i tried so hard not to laugh.
the moral of this story? pay attention to your surroundings. dont step on the person that is standing behind you. dont invade peoples personal space when there is plenty of room to swim around in. if you do this, you will likely avoid being kicked by some wacko girl on the subway, end of story.
