Morning Chatter

I have never been a talker early in the morning. Other than my birthday or the first day of school (and now the first day of working)- the mornings just are not the time to talk to me. I like to get my breakfast and coffee, listen to the news and get dressed. With my morning commute, I enjoy putting in my head phones and reading the metro news. The trains are noticeably quieter in the mornings than in the afternoon- assuming that, like me, everyone else does enjoy silence in the morning too. But there is always one person who just does not understand the code of morning bliss. This morning- the girl came in the form of possibly the most un-educated finical analyst I have ever heard in my life. I got the whole run down from this girl (even though she was not talking to me)- she was explaining her work commute to her boyfriend and how it is unreasonable for them to stay at his place somewhere outside Manhattan, when she lives right near her office (which is the Bank Of America Building near Bryant Park, I learned this crucial detail from her conversation that was about 6 levels too loud). I took a wild guess and assumed that she was getting to the point of asking him to live with her, but she was beating around the bush and complaining instead- a common strategy of women when they are unsure of something.

Occasionally there will be a conversation worth listening to on the commute, but not this one. I mentioned that she was un-educated, I do not mean that she is not smart- I'm sure she is very good at her job and good at other things as well, but her speech made her sound as if she belonged in the movie Clueless. Just not things I choose to hear in the mornings- the word 'like' snuck into every sentence. She could not even complete a thought without the insertion of the word. One of the words in the English vocabulary that makes even the educated sound dumb.

This is purely a ranting session- nothing else. Just morning commutes should be filled with silence, good music or smart conversations- just my opinion.

Peace, Love, and i-tunes,

B