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  • The Unspoken Rules of Being a Public Transit Passenger

    The Unspoken Rules of Being a Public Transit Passenger



    My Public Transit Initiation: A Crash Course in Subway Etiquette

    I’ll never forget my first solo ride on the subway. Fresh out of high school, armed with a brand new MetroCard, and a map I swore I understood, I confidently descended into the urban underworld. Little did I know, I was about to get a crash course in the unspoken rules of public transit etiquette.

    backpack and accidentally elbowing someone in the face (sorry again!), I finally found a seat. Relief washed over me… until I realized I was practically sitting on the lap of the person next to me. It was then I learned the delicate art of the “subway spread” – a skill that takes years to master.

    Public Transit Etiquette: Mastering the Art of the Invisible Wall

    Speaking of personal space, let’s talk about the “invisible wall.” We all know it’s there. That invisible barrier we erect around ourselves on crowded buses and trains. It’s a delicate dance, really. You want to be close enough to maximize space efficiency, but not too close that you’re invading someone’s personal bubble. And heaven forbid you make eye contact. That’s a surefire way to break the unspoken code.

    Once, on a particularly packed commuter train, I witnessed a rookie mistake. A man, clearly new to the public transit game, sat down next to a woman and proceeded to strike up a conversation. Not just any conversation, mind you, but a full-blown interrogation about her life story, complete with animated hand gestures that nearly took out my left eye. The look on the woman’s face was priceless – a mix of horror, amusement, and a desperate longing for noise-canceling headphones.

    Backpack Etiquette on Public Transit: To Carry or Not to Carry?

    Ah, the backpack. The bane of many a commuter’s existence. We’ve all been there – stuck behind someone who seems oblivious to the fact that their oversized backpack is taking up the space of three people. Here’s a pro-tip, folks: when you’re on a crowded train or bus, take your backpack off and hold it in front of you. Your fellow passengers will thank you.

    One time, I was on a bus so crowded that people were practically hanging from the rafters. And there he was, Mr. Oblivious, with his gigantic backpack swinging from his shoulders like a wrecking ball. People were getting knocked left and right. Finally, a brave soul (bless her heart) tapped him on the shoulder and politely asked him to remove his backpack. His response? “But it’s heavy!” The collective groan from the passengers was almost audible.

  • The Unexpected Joy of Missing My Train (And What I Learned From It)

    The Unexpected Joy of Missing My Train (And What I Learned From It)

    The Day My Train Left Without Me

    We’ve all been there. That heart-stopping moment when you see your train pulling away, leaving you stranded on the platform with nothing but the faint smell of diesel fumes and a healthy dose of regret. Just last week, this was me. I was running late, frantically trying to locate my train ticket in the depths of my overstuffed bag, when the doors closed with a hiss and the train began to move. My heart sank. “Great,” I thought, “just great. This is going to be a disaster.”

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    But then, something strange happened. As I watched the tail lights disappear into the distance, a wave of unexpected calm washed over me. The world didn’t end because I missed my train. In fact, the world seemed to keep spinning quite happily without me on that particular mode of transport.

    With a newfound sense of freedom, I decided to make the most of my predicament. I spotted a cute little coffee shop across the street, the kind I always tell myself I’ll try but never do. Today, fate had intervened. I ordered a cappuccino and a delicious-looking pastry, settled into a comfy armchair by the window, and pulled out a book I’d been meaning to start. The sun streamed through the windows, the coffee was divine, and the world seemed to slow down.