Running late for work is pretty cool…at least as far as the subway commute goes. Of course, the boss probably has a different take on it.
This morning, there was actually some emergency work that had to be taken care of from home, so I have a good reason for getting to the office late. Technically, I was working…it just wasn’t from the office.

Anyway, the nice thing is that the rush seems to calm down right around 9am. So getting on and getting a seat was pretty easy.

That triggers a thought though: Why do some people feel like they are entitled to a seat no matter what? If you are pregnant or have a physical injury/handicap, ok, you can have my seat. However, just because you are older than me does not mean that you automatically deserve this seat. For that matter, if youl are so fat that your ass needs a seat and a half, you don’t get to sit. PERIOD. You could use the exercise of standing upright a little.

Old people, I don’t have that much sympathy for you either. Just cause you are old, doesn’t mean you automatically get a seat. If one comes available, go ahead and take it. But don’t stare the rest of us down. Wait your turn. “Oldness” is not a handicap. It is your body saying that you are too old to keep using public transportation.

Live from the subway, back to you in studio…