Have you ever thought about how, from our perspective, the world is moving so fast that we don’t really have the time to dwell on the past, so as soon as news is 5 minutes old we’re not supposed to really think about it anymore?
But, have you also taken the time to ponder that a piece of news could be very old but if you’re hearing it for the first time it’s fresh and brand new to you so all the emotions that others have had the time to process are now a fresh wound for you?
Paul Newman has been dead for, what, a few months now? (Actually, a month and a half.) And I’m sure there’s somebody out there who knows who Paul Newman is, cares a mild to moderate amount about him, and would be devastated by this piece of information if they visited my blog and read it.
Unabashedly without segue…
Wednesday morning Dawg dropped me off at the 71 Ave subway stop because he is nice and loves me a lot (nope, more than that) and this kind gesture was promptly rewarded by me getting on the F train instead of the E train. I ended up at 21 Queensbridge. Let’s take a look at where that is on the map:
I got on the F train at the brown circle by mistake, but should have got on the E. I noticed my mistake when my brain finally flipped on and realized E trains only have row seats, not side-by-sides. I rode all the way to Roosevelt (the purple circle) then almost got off to transfer to the correct train but thought I’d stay on for one more stop because Roosevelt is such a pain in the ass with crowdedness. And now we’ve learned our lesson that it’s because Roosevelt is a hub before the trains all split off. I suddenly found myself — surprise!!! — splitting off (the red circle) and ending up at 21 Queensbridge where I hopped off the F to get my bearings. I took the Mount Sainai pocket subway map that Dawg lovingly gave me out of my pocket and studied the options. And all by myself I figured out that I needed to take F to Lexington/W 63 Street, go street-level and walk to W 60 St and re-enter the subway, then ride the 6 train to Lexington/W 53 so I could transfer to the E train and ride it the rest of the way to 7 Ave — greeeeeeeen circles. I was so proud of myself that I figured that out all by myself and was only 10 minutes late to work… or, rather, the first person there. HA.
While I was transferring from the F to the 6 I read an email from the director asking me to fix something on some laptops. I didn’t know the history of the problem so I troubleshot it the way I knew how… and “accidentally” resolved a problem that has been plaguing my company for months, was going to cost them thousands of dollars, countless tech hours, and lots of headaches for our employees. All that is gone now, because I did things The Poppy Way. I will definitely be reminding my boss about this come raise time. He also gave me full responsibility in a project I’ve been spearheading but felt stifled by my need to ask permission for everything I was doing. So… a very good day.
After work I met Dawg at europa cafe for a quick bite before he had to go work an event. I miss him a lot lately, and I’m really excited by the chance to meet up with him in Manhattan on the days we can’t spend our evenings together. I had more to say on this subject but it all came out sappy so I’ll spare you the details. Let’s just say: I love Dawg — a lot — and a bunch of people at the corner of Broadway and W 53 St got to witness that. :smiles:
You’re not a subway idiot. Subway idiots are people who think they can lose weight by eating huge sandwiches.
Looks like your new job is coming along great – Or rather, you’re coming along great and the job is trying to catch up. How long until you own the place ?
Also, good for the people at Broadway/W53 St… Witnessing true love is a wonderful thing.
John Lennon is dead.
Unless you’re a native New Yorker (and I bet all of them have made a few subway mistakes in their time also), it is inevitable to get on 1)the wrong train 2)the right train going the wrong way 2)an express instead of the local or the 4)the local instead of the express.
I lived in NYC when I was younger and had MANY subway adventures (lived nearer Coney Island and worked at Bronx Zoo) — and lived to tell about them and revel in them now because of the experience. Continue to enjoy them as you already seem to be! Also, you and Dawg are so stinkin’ cute!!!!!
:blush: :blush:
John Lennon is dead? Really? Holy Shit!
But anyway…I wish I had what you and Dawg so obviously have. I know I say it all the time, but you guys give me hope. The guy I am seeing (allegedly) barely has time to acknowledge my existence. Oy…
Way to go on the problem resolution at work. Bravo! IT problems can definitely be frustrating.
Yay, Poppy!!
Awesome job on the work front!
And boo for Subway stuff, but it’s also nice to know for future reference – both those areas, and that you can figure it out and get where you need to be!
You and Dawg – :love:
While the Subway makes more sense than it once did, it still doesn’t make sense.
Yeah for the Poppy Way. And yeah for love! :love:
I read this cool thing – that when an act of kindness happens the chemical reaction that occurs in the brain is similarly wonderful for not only the person who does the nice thing, but the person who got the kindness *and* everyone who witnessed it. Maybe it is the same for public smooching. Everyone can feel the Poppy and Dawg love & is lucky!
So you guys have some kind of sappy love? Or is that just on your side?
I always think that getting lost is the best way to learn about an area
congrats on the great effort at work. i knew the right job would find you!
i love that nyc is working out for you. well, except that pesky subway.
Creature, we did a repeat viewing at Broadway/W 53 last night… and then I went into the tunnel and Dawg found out he didn’t have to work the show he was supposed to work and I missed his call. So I came home to a pleasant surprise. :smiles:
Avi, John who?
Colleen, I almost took your train the other day. Luckily my eyes and brain cooperated on the whole reading and understanding thing.
Bella, you deserve way better. You are a wonderfully fantastic intelligent and beautiful woman. Hold on to the asshole while you shop around for better. BUT… um, please dump him before you do anything with better. I don’t condone the cheating. (Your life, though.)
Jules, IT problems are my spesh-ee-al-i-tee. :grins:
Sybil, as long as you understand what a connecting train/connection looks like on the map you can figure out your way to anywhere. Just because lines touch at some points DOESN’T mean they go to the same place, and just because lines DON’T touch doesn’t mean they DON’T connect. Crazy New York. :love:
Finn, its confusion is starting to make more sense than if it were not confusing. I like that I’m learning.
CT, that is sooooo effing sweet. I hope we bring joy to people’s brains, because we bring a lot of joy to each other.
Wahdork, bite your tongue. If it’s one-sided Dawg is an incredible actor.
Maman, agreed!
Hola, the pesky subway is now on my list of things I find inexplicably charming. While the adventure is happening I might not appreciate it but I seem to always look back on it fondly. And so far there have been no horrible consequences. *fingers crossed*
Very cute with how you are with Dawg.
As for the subways, figuring those out is a must to survival in NYC. Knowing the trains, as you do, helps to know what line you are on. The express train is one I learned the first day I rode them in 2000 (it runs on a different track and skips a series of stations)