Transit Strike: Day 2

Madison Avenue is normally a nearly impenetrable fortress of buses. Crossing it is a choking, weaving, stuttering adventure; a New York City version of Chutes and Ladders.

Today, in Madison Avenue's vast emptiness, I was almost crippled by a mother bicycling her children to pre-school.

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Stephen Mejias's picture

PS
No muffins for breakfast, but there will be: PIZZA FOR LUNCH! I'm totally loving this transit strike stuff.

ninut's picture

holy flecker--i relate to this post 123%! but for some reason, it made me laugh so hard, i almost spit coffee all over my desk. that would have been keyboard number seven in two years," by the way. p.s. what song was playing in your head at the time? ""Mother"," mother...There's too many of you crying...Brother brother brother..."" teee hee.

Stephen Mejias's picture

>what song was playing in your head at the time? I'm not sure - probably something by the Silver Jews, actually - but there was also a pretty stranger crossing the street beside me at the time. As we were both nearing death," I reached out to her and said:""We're going to die together...""Which", I thought, was rather funny and even just a bit charming. She, however, did not laugh. As a matter of fact, she did not acknowledge my existence in any way at all. She only ran.

ninut's picture

well, y'know, there are a lotta crazies out there. it's all in the delivery. did you laugh when you said it or did you sing the words and hold out a styrofoam cup for spare change?

Stephen Mejias's picture

did you sing the words and hold out a styrofoam cup for spare change?I thought I was about to die, Nina. I screamed the words. Death-throes. Just kidding.
When I speak, it's always a song.

ninut's picture

well then all i can say is...what a straight-up biznatch!! i'm happy you lived. that way, maybe--just maybe--one day we'll meet again at pipa. pip-pip-hooray! call me later, stevie wonderful. xo

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