My father told me stories about commuting on the railroad and subways when he was my age. In the summer, before air conditioning, in heavy wool suits, before business casual, in the days before the “Clean Train Campaign.” Sounds like torture – I don’t even want to imagine. I can’t stand a train without A/C for more than a minute. Guess we shouldn’t complain.

I sold my car before I moved to NYC. No need for one. Everything is in walking distance or accessible by subway or taxi.

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

Ever see how excited a little kid gets during his first ride on the train? Compare that to how you feel now. Cheer up – it’s not that bad.

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.

The best part of the New York Subway system, by far, is the moment the 4 train emerges from the underground tunnel to the immediate the view of sunshine over Yankee Stadium at 161st Street. It’s a great sight.

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.

My strangest subway experience…the global no-pants-subway-ride…

Here is a link to the story as well…