If you can't fit...please don't sit...

 

This is an oldie...but a goodie. If no one gives me new material on the LIRR...I'll just bring back old material...hey...it's new material to you!

So, I will preface the story with this - I was originally sitting where his hand is - yes, that is supposed to be a two-seater.

The 2 seats across from me were occupied with people. The train stops and commuters pack in...I hear "excuse me" from behind and I turn to get up to let them get in and sit...and if you could only see my face...it read "are you serious? there's no way you are fitting in the seat next to me" - the guy sitting across from me was wide eyed w/the same expression as was everyone else on the train. I'm sure they were just thankful that it wasn't them. There was no science to it...he just wasn't fitting there.

Well, outside of basically sitting ON me, he managed to squeeze himself into the seat next to me. When he did that - he pushed me over because he did not fit on just one seat...he was on 1 1/2 seats...I was on 1/2 with my side jammed up against the armrest - not.comfortable. I still look at that picture and wonder how the heck I fit there and how on Earth he squeezed himself in there!?

Also - he was chewing on the fattest cigar I have ever seen and it was just plain disgusting.

This was a very long time ago...so I want to say that the train stopped in Jamaica or Woodside and just before it stopped - the guy sitting across from me gave me a sympathetic look and got up as if he was leaving. That may have been the case...or he just got up because he felt so bad for me...there are still some chivalrous male commuters out there that will give up their seat for a woman. 

That's when I switched seats and saw how much room I actually had. I gave him another look like "how is it that you thought sitting there was a good idea? I had to move because I was so uncomfortable and yet you really don't care."  

I snapped a picture because I felt that everyone just had to see this!!

The Faker

 

So, this is The Faker. Or the "I need space woman"...I kinda think she pulled a jerk move...

This was on the Long Beach Line...in case anyone cares to know...I was on my way out to see my friend Christina and Ben and their new addition, Christian, so thanks to them since I haven't blogged in awhile and have new material!

Now, I was originally sitting on the outside seat...where her bags are conveniently located.

I got on the train first, and always sit on the outside - I do not like to feel squished on the train and especially if a bigger person asks to sit down next to me - I get a slight case of claustrophobia...not to mention it is just uncomfortable!

So, she gets on the train and asks to sit down - because it requires me to get up - I will not just slide over unless I know the person and don't mind.

As you can see in the picture - she is on the phone. She talked to multiple people the entire commute to Long Beach. THANK GOODNESS I had my freakin' iPod with me AND it was fully charged. But...I could still kinda hear her over the iPod.

This train stopped at Lynbrook, Centre Ave (I think), East Rockaway, Oceanside, Island Park and finally Long Beach. What KILLS me about this...is the train ends in Long Beach...so now that you know that...here is the rest of the story...

When we arrive at the first stop - Lynbrook - she starts shuffling her bags together and I was kinda in the middle of a good song and not paying attention until she looked at me. I turned my head to her and she give me the "I need to get out" look and points that she is getting out. Of course, I get up to let her out. 

She puts her bags down where I was just sitting...now...normally I let the inside person out and then sit back down again...but because the train was pretty empty after Lynbrook...I sat in the 5-seater since no one was sitting there...that's where I took the picture.

Remember, I got up because she signaled that she needed to get out. What does she do? She sits down and takes papers out and puts her bags in my seat (that I got out of bc of her). Was this woman serious? So she's a faker...she never needed to get out. Want to know how I know this? Because she didn't get off the train until Long Beach. She was going there the whole time. She apparently just wanted to put her bags down and had to fake getting off the train for it to happen.