Sunday, April 18, 2010

Yeah, Riiiight....

So I'm walking the pupcicle; we're minding our own business, happily strolling along when we pass three slightly inebriated, scantily clad people who are ogling at the size of the pupcicle (okay, she is quite large, especially in New Yorker terms)...and one of them comments:

"Shheee-it! That dog bite me, I don't care how big he is, I gonna bite his ass back"

ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

stupid beyotch.

in case you're wondering, NO, i did not let Addy bite her to see what she would actually do. what? you know I don't allow Addy to eat crap off the street (yeah, i said it)...

Monday, April 12, 2010

The Ultimate in Recharging...

Overheard in the cafe:

Excuse me sir, do you mind if I plug myself in?

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Well That's Certainly Good Information To Have...

Overheard in the library today:

med student #1 (yes, i know he was a med student, as he was loudly discussing having to schedule his boards for this summer with med student #2, who just got finished scheduling hers...OI! PEOPLE! this is a LIBRARY, i'd rather not listen to your conversation, thankyouverymuch....but if you're going to be accommodating and make it entertaining, then i'm going to blog about it...)

And since I'm interrupting anyway, Butler--for those of you not familiar with Columbia University--is the main library at the downtown campus (or as Momma calls it "the pretty campus, why can't you take classes here??")

ahem, where was I? oh yeah...

Med student #1: Eeeuww, I can't go study in Butler, those people stink in there.

Med student #2: ha ha ha...what? stink? like they don't bathe?

Med student #1: Nooo, well, maybe, but it's hot and smelly and they're all sweaty. It's too hard to concentrate, I'd rather just stay here, it's not as close to home, but smells A LOT better.

um. thanks, i think...


Sunday, March 14, 2010

Wait, what?

Outside of work today there was a woman asking for "a drink, anyone, I just need a drink. A beer? A shot? I know it's wrong, but it's cold and I want a drink, anything, please..."

Walking past is a man, who gives her the rest of his bottle and said "here, you look like you need this more than me."

The woman pulls out the bottle, looks at it, hands it back and says "no thanks, I don't drink vodka."

Monday, February 22, 2010

If You Don't Like Being Accidentally Bumped, Then Perhaps The New York City Public Transportation System Isn't For You.

I'm on the subway this evening--and it's about 7pm, so still within the confines of "rush hour"--on a fairly crowded subway. There is a lady who, along with her backpack, is taking up at least 2, but more like 3, seats and had her arm on the armrest with her elbow hanging completely off the other side.

Standing on the fairly crowded subway is a young teenage girl, who is holding on, but looses her balance just enough to bump into the aforementioned lady's elbow around every time the train starts or stops. After a couple of stops the lady sitting down taking up 2-3 seats on the fairly crowded subway with her elbow sticking out, yells at the girl standing up "is it necessary for you to bump into me?"

really, lady? as I'm standing with 3 bags of groceries, i'd happily trade places with you and the girl can bump into me as much as she wants...oh wait! perhaps after the first stop, I'd MOVE MY ELBOW...

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Talk About Cojones....

As I'm getting on the bus this morning, I'm waiting for this guy who is blocking the doorway and is asking the bus driver for a transfer ticket.

As it's raining and not wanting to miss a ferry, I'm thinking "why didn't you get a transfer when you got on?"

Then I hear the bus driver say "NO! you cannot have a transfer ticket. You didn't pay when you got on, I was being nice, but now, man, get off my bus!"

Monday, August 24, 2009

Wow...That Certainly Is Classsssyyyyy....

I'm at the bus stop, on my way to the grocery store (read: in old jeans, t-shirt, no make-up, and hair pulled back sloppily...you know, my normal look--ha!) when a suburban is turning the corner, honks, driver is hanging his head out of the window yelling "damn baby you look fiiiine!"

I look around, no one else nearby.

Great, thanks Mr. I'm-Driving-Around-With-My-Wife/Girlfriend/Baby Momma-And-3-Kids.