Friday, November 11, 2005
LIRR Commuter from Hell: White Suburban Punks
Yo G!
You know us?
We be mouthy, obnoxious punks. Loud and foul-mouthed gangsta wannabes. Our parents gots the beuacoup bucks, so we be privileged and entitled and shit.
We're a pair of spoiled brats.
Here's da clues: We's got no respect for anyone else -- certainly not the bee-yatch LIRR conductor (a nice woman just trying to do her job), who we gave a buncha lip to. She dissed us, askin for our tickets and shit. We wise-assed up some bull-shit about da other conductor on da other train takin em. When she saw through our crap, we gots loud and threatenin on her ass.
Cause that's what wiggers do.
Ain't like we respect our parents neither -- we just squeezin 'em for whatever bling we can get. We don't respect our sibs or teach or anyone else.
Hell, we too dumb to even respect ourselves.
Oh, yeah, and we live in Roslyn.
( Hey, what's that guy doin with the camera phone ?!? )
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By all means, point out to him that when he is in public, he should not act like such a JERK
Posted by: Barry Ritholtz | Nov 11, 2005 9:39:17 AM
Where do those kids learn to act that way?
Perhaps growing up in the ghetto of Roslyn. They have to learn to be street wise, not just book wise.
Ugh.
Posted by: Arch Noble | Nov 11, 2005 10:01:00 AM
http://www.TransitHell.com is all over the place. Save yourself.
Posted by: Ripper | Nov 11, 2005 11:20:43 AM
It's official: I LOVE YOU.
Thank you for:
1. Dissecting the god-awful commute from St. James that has plagued my recent bumpy adjustment from New York college kid to suburban commuter.
2. Reassuring me that there is, indeed, SOMEONE ELSE on Long Island who understands the mind-boggling ignorance and tastelessness of those around us.
Now, if only you'd been approached on an empty train by a small, Black, middle-aged gay man who had rubbed YOUR arm while explaining his "foot fetish" before you curled your toes in your sandals and hid away your feet for the rest of the ride...
Posted by: Junknstuff | Nov 11, 2005 11:37:25 AM
When i was reading this it could have been MY JOURNEY! - but I'm in London... people are the same the world over - wish I had your turn of phrase. Great blog!
Posted by: Richard | Nov 11, 2005 11:41:39 AM
Thank you!!!
As someone who is about to start commuting again after taking a break for a year, this brings back some awful memories, but laughs as well!!!
Of course my original poison was an hour and a half commute from east Brooklyn on a bus and 2 trains to midtown. Now I will have the luxury (or hell) of going from Deer Park to 57th St every day. I am sure I will have plenty of CFH stories!!!
Posted by: MsJ | Dec 7, 2005 12:27:28 AM
oh my god, i KNOW that kid...
Posted by: iliana | Nov 11, 2005 9:12:54 AM