It’s crazy.
I think if you stay in New York too long it slowly destroys your patience for even the smallest transgressions by your fellow residents. It’s that person fiddling with their metro card to get on the bus, that person on the subway who waits to the last second to get off and didn’t get closer to the door earlier on, that person walking really slowly up the passing side of the escalator, and that person walking right in front of you who just randomly stops without warning on a crowded street.
What gets me about all of these things is that as New Yorkers, these people know that they can bring the smoothly moving city to a standstill with these slip-ups…and yet they persist.
Or maybe…I just need to get the hell out of this cramped city.
Cy: Do you remember how slowwww you used to walk back in the day? College style? SLOW roll style.
I remember my French teacher at school giving good advice on how to deal with people who don’t look where they are going. You can see them coming towards you, and you just get that feeling they they don’t appreciate a collision is imminent unless one of you does something about it. Typically your shoulder may well be on a collision course with their shoulder. The advice was, just prior to impact, to tense your shoulder just a smidge. Our French teacher assured us the other person would bounce off nicely and spin off to one side, whilst you act surprised and offer your half of the 2 way apology that follows.