I say, let them eat cake, or whatever...
Typical NYC behavior.
I LOVE NY!
bttt
One woman with some class and common respect trying to teach another who is just above an animal a more decent way to behave in civilization.
Wasted effort.
The poor woman who was attacked had no idea she was dealing with someone who has probably been trained since she was a toddler to look for any excuse at all to attack “whitey.”
Hell, I thought this was going to be a recipe thread...
Cat fight with Spaghetti thrown in for good measure!
ELAINE: Well, I tried, but he thought it was some sort of cat fight.
KRAMER: Cat fight?
ELAINE: Ok, why? Why do guys do this? What is so appealing to men about a cat fight?
KRAMER: Yeye cat fight!
JERRY: Because men think if women are grabbing and clawing at each other there’s a chance they might somehow kiss.
KRAMER: T-t-t-t...
But if I HAD to use public transportation, I'd rather be sitting next to someone eating spaghetti, than sitting next to a fricking gum chewer cracking it in my face at 90 db. Eeeeewwww. Gross.
>> Then the spaghetti went flying...
SEE? That’s exactly why they don’t allow food on the trains!
I could never figure out why people would eat on the subway- it’s like eating in the bathroom. Nonetheless, the white woman was wrong. The other two women weren’t bothering her or sitting near her. Just mind your own business. Kudos to the man who tried to calm things down.And he actually protected the white woman from getting hurt. Showed some real courage. He was the only sensible one there.
Didn’t look that crowded. Woman should have minded her own business.
Commuter train culture is foreign to me. Is eating on a train considered animal like behavior?
Just contributing to the RAT infestation in the subways.
YIKES
Hey... I’m beginning to smell a big fat Commie rat.
I mean, supposing Kissof is lying about that fourth plane, just looking for an excuse to clobber us.
I mean, if the spaghetti hits the fan, now we’re really in trouble....
I say, let them eat cake, or whatever...
I grew up in that benighted city and you cannot appreciate how much I rejoice at the thought of never, ever going back, except for funerals.
Still, this reminds me of when the airlines stopped serving snacks, especially on short flights and people started showing up with take out salads and meals as carry on. The woman sitting next to you would immediately flip the tray open and start on her lunch. Why couldn’t she have eaten that on the ground?
In NYC you don’t go to the zoo. The zoo comes to you.
One day last summer I took the MARTA train to the airport to pick up my Grandkids when they flew in to visit. There was a young black girl sitting across from me who was eating a burger/fries. I remember thinking how rude that was and all sorts of negative things.
At the airport, I went into the newstand shop to buy some gum. There was the same young girl .... she was the clerk in the newstand and she smiled sweetly and said, “weren’t you the lady sitting just across from me on the train a few minutes ago?”
I said, “yes, and the negative thoughts creeped back in.” Then she said added, still smiling sweetly, “yeah, sorry about me eating on the train,I hated to have to do that, I know everyone was staring at me, but I had finished my shift at the hospital late because of an emergency and just barely had time to get to my other job at the airport and if I was going to eat today, the only option was to grab something to stuff down on the train ride.”
I felt so horrible for all my accusing thoughts about her and vowed I would try to never judge others. We just never know the full extent of the circumstances.