Monday, October 23, 2006

Forgetting your manners....

As I ran out the house this morning a bit behind but determined to catch the emptier train the cold air shocks me and once again my ankle feels like it's about to crack or die. "Walk it off, walk it off" I can hear my grandfather say so I push past and walk only as fast as a six foot girl in sneakers can. Still, short ppl really think they can do better so they walk in front of me, knowing I'm trying to past them, only to have the back of their shoe taken off... really, you should have known...

I get a seat on the train after a couple of stops standing and reading and at the last stop in Brooklyn I put my book away and get ready for my morning 20 min nap to 34th street... That is, until Park Place. It kills me, how regardless of the fact that it is rush hour and the train is packed it would be one person, one ignorant, got up on the wrong side of the bed, angry at the world, needs some good loving to get the stick out their ass person to start an argument about "you're touching me".

Unfortunately it was a black woman. Instead of realizing that perhaps some body parts will touch others, especially when you're blessed with a healthy rear, I think it's unfair to start off at someone because their butt touched yours. Let's think about this... his butt, touched her butt, would it be better if his bag touched your butt... he in fact did NOT touch her butt but in the course of standing on a train shaking side to side, his butt touched her butt... Heaven forbid.

so she starts arguing because of the butt touching to which he says what everyone was thinking, "Bitch". Now here is where I got mad, since I was on his side the whole time, but why call someone out their name cause they got an attitude with you? She did not call him any names just resented the fact that they butt-loved, sucked her teeth and muttered to herself loud enough for everyone to hear. Sure, she may have been acting "bitchy" but in no way does any woman deserve some idiot to call her a bitch just to make himself look good.

So I say to you Mr. Grease-haired man on the #2 train this morning who got his ass chewed out because he didn't pay attention in Manners class and Man training... Calling a woman a bitch is not a good idea. Calling a black woman a bitch is an even stupider idea, and calling a west-Indian woman a bitch....tsk.... If she'da took ur head off I would only have supplied the bag in which to put it in. It did not make you a man, instead, it just won you the...

Biggest Jerk of the Week Award.


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