My favorite NYC entrepreneurs: the guy who invented the little brown bag for “roadies” and the $3 throw-away umbrella.

For those of you not from NY – B&T is not a sandwich without the lettuce. This is a derogatory term used for kids from Long Island, New Jersey, and Connecticut who take the “bridge and tunnels” into Manhattan to party. As a former B&T’er, I wear this tag proudly. But thankfully I will never need wait in Penn Station for the “5:15” ever again.

Definition of fauxcellalarm from urbandictionary.com:

When you feel the vibration of your cell phone, but it is not vibrating (or you are not even carrying your phone).

I’m glad there is finally a word for this. I thought I was f—ing crazy.

Scrambling for empty seats on a bus or train reminds me of an adult version of musical chairs…only without the music, fun, and laughter.

A good way to kill time on a long train ride (other than drinking) is a little game of “Guess the profession.” Warning: this is game is based completely on stereotypes. Construction workers and Wall Street brokers are the easiest to identify, for obvious reasons. Other easy ones to pinpoint are food service employees (hairnets), computer programmers (nerds), porn stars (mustaches), and people in advertising (completely miserable).

Some guy sneezed so powerfully that he shot a huge loogie onto my friend’s pant leg from 3 seats away on the train. She didn’t even notice. But some “good Samaritan” was nice enough to point it out and give her a napkin. I think I would rather not know, and say “what the hell is this” later when it’s dried out and less disgusting.

For convenience and injury prevention, please consider printing a tabloid size “Commuter Edition.” You’re still The Times, we won’t think anything less of you for it. We’ll thank you.

If you are going to read a newspaper as big as The New York Times on the train, please learn how to fold the paper properly so as not to hit people in the head, dish out paper cuts, or elbow jab your neighbors every time you turn the page.

I think it’s funny to watch how annoyed people get listening to others talk on the phone while riding public transportation.  I’ve seen people livid, shooting dirty looks, and complaining to anyone who will listen.  Then, their phone rings, they answer, and start yapping away themselves…hypocrites!