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Thursday, February 26, 2004

No, REALLY.
I left Hamilton tonight at about 7:20pm and I was standing on the 34th Street A train platform at 8:32pm! You see, there's this little concept called an express train? Un-freaking-believeable. Why can't they ALL be express? Elizabeth, NJ? Rahway?? LINDEN??? PLEASE. Do we really want those kind of people in NYC? Bypass them!!

Also straining my command of reality tonight was this androgynous basketball player of a being who got on in Hamilton as well. Very creepy looking person. Had a yellow bandana tied to its head, covering dark curly hair. And this person had big googly eyes which they used too often every time they stood up to do one of several unneccesarily attention-grabbing things. (Ever seen them? At first I think it's because they want to check all of us out that they stand up and place a bag in the overhead rack, or take off the odd coat or whatever. But then when they stand up again to, say, check the overhead bag, or they now want to stretch, or who-knows-what---well, now they just want us to adore them. Oh for a straw and a wad of paper secreted under my tongue in those moments!)

Anyway, the creature tucked away in its' seat and while I'm marvelling at the wonders of this newfangled "express" contraption, a cloying, piercing voice engages wholeheartedly into a cellphone conversation like she was freaking Laurence Fishburne and this was freaking "Othello". Like a Valley Girl with a bionic nasal passage! Like "Legally Blonde" on steroids! Like swallow-a-bullet-oh-God-PLEASE-just-anything-to-make-the-pain-stop intrusive and inappropiately loud. Strangle-able. VAPID.

We need to outlaw the practice of making a statement end in a question(?).

And yes, it belonged to this mummy of a creature. Never have I witnessed such incongruity in my life between appearance and personality, (and I work with the mentally ill). I was ready to phone the hotline to the White House on this person, so scary (s)he looked! It was like Frankenstein had swallowed Moon Unit Zappa whole, and then followed up with a cellphone chaser with unlimited minutes! (Ehehheh! That one made me laugh!)

But the BEST moment? When we hit the Hudson River tunnel and (she) croaked out a pitiful "uh oh?" as her connection died a merciful death. I grinned like a loon in my seat.

Well, let me get off this roll. Things are nice with the world, regardlessly. And here comes Friday and whatnot.

And every fine Latina chick I see on the A train, these days, I'm wondering if they are Saidy. I'm just saying!

Me at 2/26/2004 11:17:00 PM

Back To The Old Grind
I'm back to five days a week in Jersey, what with the leaving my car overnights in Hamilton and hustling to the #3 line in the AM. I'm discovering that I don't like the schoolkids who share the subways with me, or I with them. They speak at the top of their voices like opera folk. With all that energy, you'd think they were on their way to becoming the next engineers of nanotechnology.

Was I ever that loud when I was their age? Me and Sonya and DeeDee? I do remember some rowdy bus trips back from the Mall. I remember thriving on the attention we got from the grown ups. I guess we wanted to affect someone other than our parent. Maybe even give back the adults a little (or a lot) of the rage that our parent gave us?

I sure hope the cycle ends within my lifetime, else me and these kids are going to have a misunderstanding one of these days.

SAIDY!! I got a call for an interview today from one of the resumes I sent online from YOUR email links. (It's a Jersey company.) How crazy is that? After all my trying and street-beating? Simultaneously, I'm negotiating with a resourcing agency who places therapists for contracted companies. This is all giving me a much better window into what's ahead for me, rather than the bleak picture I had painted for myself.

Meanwhile again, I didn't put my resignation in yesterday because I was too busy at work to type one up, and Saidy wasn't the only one giving me strange print on my decision. Now with promising leads, I can hold on until I have a job in the field to bridge to. Much not too long, I assure you. April will NOT be seeing me working at my present employer.

Me at 2/26/2004 12:52:00 AM