All aboard?

So, now that I'm a working girl, I have become quite accustomed to...commuting.

It sounds scary (but most of the time it is not) but I would just like to say I have the utmost respect for people who are commuters throughout their careers. I honestly do not think I will be able to commute extensively for any longer than the span of this summer, so kudos to all you people who have been doing this for years.

For now, I would like to hi-light the ups and downs of being a commuter.

Pros of Commuting:

-In the morning, when you get onto the train, and you know all you have to do is sit there for 1.5 hours, it's very relaxing

-You can catch up on television (hello 30 Rock) that you have

been meaning to watch your whole life but just haven't had the chance!

-You can read the newspaper, which makes you feel very worldly

-Subways = awesome...very efficient

-When you walk out of Penn Station and get onto the street and look up and see the Empire State Building, it's quite the beautiful view, and you feel very lucky to live so close to such a stellar city

-Catching the train with literally 1 minute to spare is exhilarating

Cons of Commuting:

-Sometimes you don't get a seat and that's just plain depressing

-When the trains are delayed, it makes you tired

-Some people like to yell on their cell phones the whole time, and that's really rude

-When the train is really crowded, some people still don't understand, and they sit in the outside seat, and actually look annoyed/surprised when you ask them if you can sit on the inside seat. Also rude.

-Things like this can actually happen: So, I'm on the train talking to another intern that I met at work. We're having a pleasant conversation, and all of the sudden this (somewhat creepy) guy who was sitting next to us says he has been listening in on our conversation. Not to say I've never halfway listened to a neighboring conversation in my life (we're all human) but usually I don't join in on the convo if I'm not invited. However, this guy didn't get it. After he heard me talking about how much I loved blogging and how I didn't want to make a twitter, he told us he was a professional Twitter-er and that he worked for a social media company and Tweeted for big corporations. It was awkward after I had expressed how I didn't fully understand the need for Twitter. Then, after I said I didn't think I would have liked going to an all-girls school, he told us how awesome he thought his all-boys high school was. More awkward. And then, when I thought he was done, I mentioned that I wanted to get a blackberry (even though I know it will be detrimental to my health) and that I didn't like the iPhone because it was a touch screen. Sure, enough, he whips out his new iPhone and tells me how awesome it is. Good times on the Long Island Railroad. Good freakin' times.

P&B. Rockstars of the day are the soccer players playing in the World Cup because they are all

absolutely awesome and extremely talented and make soccer look very easy when it is obviously not at all. Go USA!