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How to stand on the light rail

Monday, August 16th, 2010

Today on the light rail, I noticed there were less seats available. But not only were there less seats AVAILABLE, but less seats existed.

Yes, metro has REMOVED seats on the train. Who in their right mind would REMOVE seats from an overcrowded train?? Metro would, of course, and only for this new Bike initiative.

I’m all about going green and riding bikes, but the fact of the matter is Houston will probably never be a “bike friendly” city as much as you try. Houston needs to accept the fact it’s the ugly step sister to Austin.

Now, this was a non issue in the morning, but today’s ride home I was forced to stand in the area with the hanging handles. The ones that are new, fresh, and grey but by next week will be covered with homeless filth and everyday people sweat, giving it a brown color- much like the water in galveston. The most annoying part about standing here was the constant pushing and people falling everywhere. I’m not the only person who finds this change a little obnoxious. Homeboy in the puka shell necklace ranted about how ridiculous the new layout is the entire way from the med center to my apartment.

Hey, 6th grade called and they want their necklace back, dude.

But the fact of the matter is, people do not know how to stand on a train. Remember my post about htown fatties?? Exactly. I, fortunately, have been formally trained in public transit standing by my sister on the New York City Subway- the mecca of public transportation, if you will. Since Metro wants to create more standing room, here are the rules for standing that I learned from my many trips to NYC:

1. Do NOT touch anything. Not even a handrail. Unless you’re wearing a jacket and stick your hand inside it and hold. Or if you don’t read these rules, then you should probably hold on because you’ll fall over.

2. Stand with your feet shoulder-width apart with one foot slightly in front of the other.

3. Face a door rather than the front of the train. It’s easier to catch yourself from falling by bending one of your knees rather than using your toes to catch you.

4. If you’re lucky, you can lean against one of the railings and not have to worry about this so much.

5. Focus on your center of mass and keeping that strong to prevent you from falling over. If you don’t know where your center of mass is located, you’re probably already sitting at this point.

6. If you do happen to fall and push somebody, you’re still supposed to say “I’m sorry”, even though it was not your fault.

7. Note that in a crowded train with lots of people standing, somebody will naturally touch you where you don’t want to be touched.

8. Don’t text and stand. I am the exception to this rule.

9. A VESPA is NOT considered a bicycle. Good job, Metro.


^thanks to @kylejack for the picture

Moral of the story: Perhaps having more double trains would’ve solved this problem too…..

Texty McText Face

Tuesday, May 25th, 2010

Today on the light rail, I was in an intense text message conversation.

If I listed interests on my resume, one would say “texting”. I’m a texting phenomenon…but that’s because I grew up in that early stage of instant messaging/emailing/texting. People my age would rather chat on IM than hang out in person during middle school…now we would rather have serious conversations via text or email instead of in person. I will admit that I do have a bad habit of texting when I’m around other people. I can’t help this addiction, unfortunately. My brother-in-law uses the term in the title of this post to describe my sister and me. And today’s light rail adventure proves I earned this nickname…

It started at the light rail platform. A dude with a large pink polo and crisply starched jeans sits down next to me while I’m texting.
PinkShirt: “How are you doing today?”
I don’t realize he’s speaking to me because I’m so into this text message conversation…
PinkShirt: “Ya ain’t gonna talk to me?”
Me: “Oh huh? I’m good.”
PinkShirt: “You look beautiful today.”
Me: “What?? Oh. Thanks.”

Train arrives. I sit down awkwardly next to a guy that is halfway hogging the second seat with his bag. So one of my cheeks is hanging off the side in an attempt not to bother him. I continue texting, green sunglasses still on and all. This man in front of me is kind of sitting sideways and facing me.

NoseyMan: “My Hello beautiful girl in the green sunglasses!”
Note: I did not know what he said…because I wasn’t paying attention..but he repeated himself.
NoseyMan: “You deaf”
Still no response from me. I honestly did not hear this man talking.
NoseyMan: “Man whatchu be doin on your phone that’s so important?”
Finally, I snap out of it…
Me: “Huh? what? I’m just texting.”
The NoseyMan repeats the above compliment and explains he’s been trying to get my attention.
Me: “Oh thank you..I’m sorry…just kind of busy.”
NoseyMan: “Who you be texting? You fast at that. You so into it” he then proceeds to mock me..pretending he’s holding a phone.
Me: “haha”
NoseyMan: “Man I ain’t seen nobody do that like you. Whatchur name?”
My ID is in my pocket, so it’s safe for me to give out a fake name.
Me: “Alex.”
NoseyMan: “Nice to meet you Alex, I’m Marcus.”
I think he tries to shake my hand but I avoid that type of contact with a stranger. I pretend I’m too busy texting…because I am…
NoseyMan: “Well you best make sure you don’t miss your stop. Have a good one!”
Me: “You too.”

If the man only knew how many times I’ve missed/almost missed my stop….

Moral of the story: Damn you, unlimited text messaging.