Living in a big city where public transportation is a daily must for millions of people, you come to realize that we are all sharing one giant living room. I read this article the other day and it totally explains how life is when you’re sharing it with hundreds of strangers a day.
In a place where we are so rarely alone, we find privacy in public.
This can sometimes be a very unique and eye opening experience and sometimes it can just be down right….awk to the word. Here are some of my recent experiences
- Getting up from my seat on the subway to offer it to an older lady when a completely healthy man in his 30s sits down instead.
- When my sunburned back is in the itchy stage and going into the bathroom stall at work with a small tube of lotion to help the situation, but looking totally awkward coming out of the stall holding a small tube of lotion. (I am sure that lady thought I had some sort of infection and was not interested in touching the same door handle as me)
- Having something in my purse that sets off EVERY store alarm and walking out of DSW without a purchase, but behind a girl with a shoe fetish and having the security guards pull her to the side.
- When the subway is packed and I am a lucky one with a seat, but an unlucky one with random strangers standing up in front of me and my line of vision is….not appropriate even if it was my husband. (thank goodness for iphones)