Only 7 inches
Yeah, yeah. I know; another picture of taxis on a bustling New York street. I couldn’t get my phone out quick enough to take a picture of the three-legged Pomeranian trudging through the slush, wearing his tiny, hunter-orange socks though (seriously…how could I make that up).
It is essential for a person living in New York to have a lot of compromise and a go with the flow attitude. So, like the fashionable Pomeranian, I have had to adapt to life in the city. Just look at everything I learned this morning in numerical/chronological order.
Today is all about adaptability.
1) In order to maintain some quality time with Bibby and fit in some productive activities I deem necessary, I have had to alter my sleeping habits just a bit. Accounting for the time it takes me to commute to work, I have been waking up at 5AM just to fit in an hour’s worth of bodily improvement—see that, even my vocabulary is adapting. Yes Arkansans, I am officially waking up at hours I previously shunned. Hunting hours no longer affect me!
2) Because one is forgetful when they wake up before the rooster crows, one might forget essential items they cannot arrive to work without—like say— my flippin belt. So, how might I have adapted to handle this situation you ask? No, I did not trade my pants with a hobo, nor did I buy rope or Duct Tape. No, I called my wonderful girl friend, because I didn’t want to walk back up 6 flights of stairs to our apartment, and I had her toss my belt into an alley from our bedroom window. Yes, not only is it snowing in New York, but it be rainin J Crew up here.
3) When your hair freezes walking to the subway, there is absolutely nothing you can do about it—just be glad you got your belt.
4) Always carry a newspaper as back-up entertainment for your commute, because ipods, apparently, need more bundling than you do. Every time I go outside in the morning with my ipod it acts as if it’s never seen the cold and dies—despite the fact that it has just come off the charger.
On a side note, the following is just a piece of advice on how I believe we can all be better New Yorkers.
1) It would behoove any and all who live, visit and work in New York city to have the courtesy to move out of the door-way of the subway to allow other entering passengers a place to stand. I really don’t get it. Even people who have multiple stops before their destination insist on standing right in the door-way so exiting passengers have to shove them to get off—and then they get an attitude about being inconvenienced! This skanky Jersey woman and I almost had words this morning…but, luckily, I have adapted. I kept my mouth shut, and I just enjoyed my ride, without my ipod, reading my paper. There was a really stupid article on why walmart is bad for New York, but I digress.
My morning commute story moral…You’ve got to just go with the flow sometimes, and adaptability will take you far here.
