WHY CAN'T WE HAVE TRAINS? I wish public transportation was more accessible and convenient where I find myself. I honestly love the half hour trip my class takes downtown every Monday. I don't sit next to anyone and sometimes if I'm feeling super introverted I'll even put my headphones in. It's one of the best times of my day and I'm saying that sarcasm-free. I'm also not saying my life is that boring when I find my favorite part is just sitting there being moved from one place to the next. It's a great time to be forced to space out. I can't read in a vehicle or my head feels funny so I just stare out the window and look at people and cars and think about life. Something productive is indeed being done (I'm going to a new place) and I don't have to do absolutely anything. Where as if I was driving myself I have to pay attention to what I'm doing. Ugh. If I want to eat something I have to be careful that I'll be able to maintain a proper grasp on the steering wheel, which is somewhat hindering to my food choices. If I have a drink in my drink holder I have to be conscious not to turn too fast or cut someone off too quickly for fear of my drink becoming empty. And it's different when I'm a passenger in a normal car because I feel somewhat obliged to pay attention to other people in the car, or be a super annoying backseat driver. "ARE YOU SERIOUSLY USING CRUISE CONTROL IN THE RAIN? WHY DIDNT YOU LET THAT CAR GO? SINCE WHEN DOES A YELLOW LIGHT MEAN SLOW DOWN?"
It's a shame that the RTA's in Cleveland are so dirty and the ambience is just not very nice in general. I could be the only person on one of those rapids and I still feel unsafe and quite vulnerable. I've asked my dad countless times if he would buy me pepper spray or mace to carry with me but he's convinced I'd pull it out and use it far too easily. Well, father, sometimes you say things to me that really deserve a nice little spray to the face. No in all honesty I think it's one of those things I would carry just to make myself feel better. I'm sure I'd forget I was even carrying it if there was an incident that called for a good macing.
Over summer we kept a baseball bat behind the counter at the coffee shop and I don't think that would have done me any good. By the time it takes for me to lift a real bat and get in the proper stance to swing the perpetrator would have had time to get all the money and probably grab the bat itself out of my hands. Yes, I'm pretty sure I would just run away fast or try to scratch his eyeballs out like my Psych 101 professor told the girls to do if we were ever being attacked. Apparently gauging eye balls out is much easier than we think, it's all a matter of knowing where to push on the face. You could probably Google it or message me for the proper technique. Or attack me and find out the hard way.
The weather today was beautiful and warm. I feel bad for the girls who had a really intense hickey and tried to cover it up with a big wool scarf and ended up having hot flashes from the scarf around 2pm.
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