Archive for April 1, 2009

>Comments made in the year 1955! That’s only 54 years ago!

>’I’ll tell you one thing, if things keep going the way they are, it’s going to be impossible to buy a week’s groceries for $20.00.

‘Have you seen the new cars coming out next year? It won’t be long before $2,000.00 will only buy a used one.

‘If cigarettes keep going up in price, I’m going to quit. 25 cents a pack is ridiculous..

‘Did you hear the post office is thinking about charging 10 cents just to mail a letter

‘If they raise the minimum wage to $1.00, nobody will be able to hire outside help at the store.

‘When I first started driving, who would have thought gas would someday cost 29 cents a gallon. Guess we’d be better off leaving the car in the garage.


>What does it mean to you to ‘watch the gap'(WtG)?

For me, a regular commuter by Metro North Train and NYC Subway, WtG means to be careful getting on and off the train because of the space (gap) between the train and the platform. You don’t want to get your foot caught in that gap or fall down through it and wander onto the other track and get killed something that is very possible if your BAC is is .3 or higher. One time on the train a little girl dropped her ‘baby’ into the gap and she screamed . . . but I digress.

Fellow blogger Brit’ Gal Sarah from Brit’ Gal in the USA recently posted about the difference between USA and UK, then she did a separate post for public restrooms, or loos (I hope I got that right), which she says are much nicer in the USA then in the UK. I will have to take her word for it never having been out of the country to use a restroom or loo except for Canada.

To get to my point of this post, if I still remember that is, one thing she mentioned that she didn’t like in USA is the gap in the door, I started thinking it had never bothered me, so then I wondered why, was it because I grew up using public restrooms here and so was just used to it? Did it not bother me because everyone in the restroom is a girl (I hope)? Or was it because I had gym at a public high school and after having to change into those awful blue and white striped gym uniforms in a locker room with 90 other girls, whats a little gap in the door?

That lead me to thinking about gym class and this one particular sadistic gym teacher.

Then, because my mind works in strange and wonderful, OK we’ll leave it at strange. I started thinking about a terrifying experience in the Ladies Room at the Tarrytown train station. The station was ‘closed’ but they usually left one door open so you wait in there or go to the bathroom. So I went in to use the bathroom, since the station was closed there was no one else in the station or bathroom. There was this man walking up the sidewalk whistling. When I was in the restroom, I heard the whistling come up the hallway, now the men’s room is on the other side of the station, which made me wonder what was he doing in that hallway, he comes in the restroom and uses the toilet. That was not the truly scary part. The truly scary part was he didn’t leave, he stood by the door in front of the stall I was in, how do I know that? When I didn’t hear the door open I peeked out through the gap between the door and the support panel. I was trying to decide if I should yell at him to get out or see if my cell phone had a charge and call the police and hope they would come when another guy came in the bathroom and yelled at the first guy for being in there. At least I think that what he yelled. He was speaking Spanish, but they both left.

So any way, if you want to know how truly weird my brain is, when he was standing by the door I was thinking, if he doesn’t leave I’m going to miss my train.