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May 30, 2007
Notes on an Early Morning Commute
My trip to New York required an early morning departure from DC. VERY early, dear reader. And since I was still on Vancouver time, I didn't exactly get a lot of sleep the night before. So working on 45 minutes of shut-eye, let me present you with my observations:
-- There are virtually no women taking the subway into DC at 5:12 a.m. The subway car itself was surprisingly full, but I was definitely one of the few, the proud, the XX chromosomed. Normally, it seems to me like there is a pretty good mix of men and women, and I'm not sure exactly why it's different so early in the morning...perhaps this is a question for the social scientists in the audience?
-- There are NO attractive people on the subway at 5:12 a.m. After noticing the overall lack of women, my next observation was the, ahem, lack of beauty surrounding me. I was BY FAR the best-looking person on my subway car (which was more than half full), and let me remind you that I was working on less than an hour of sleep and hadn't put a lot of time into the "dolling up" phase of my daily routine.
-- A venti soy latte is a terrible way to compensate for a lack of sleep. While it might help as a pick-me-up, a heavy dose of caffeine on an empty stomach is a big mistake. First my hands started shaking, then my head started hurting, and then my stomach started rumbling. The results were not pleasant.
-- Depending on the context, the things said to you by men standing in the street can either be extraordinarily shocking or a bit flattering. You want to put WHAT, WHERE? You'd like to see me do WHAT? Well, sir, I don't quite know how to respond, but I'm going to take it as a compliment and continue down the street with a spring in my step.
Thankfully, I've caught up on my sleep, had an incredible massage, and even been in close proximity to A-list celebrities. And now it's time to go home.
