I <3 NY
I noticed the other day that I've been de-linked from Lisa's page, so I guess that's a sign it's time for an update. Not that Lisa will ever see it since she's given up on me *tear*
I could write about all the stuff that's been going on in my life (finals, graduation, studying for the bar, planning a trip to Italy), but that all is pretty dull (except for the trip to Italy - woohoo!!!), so instead I'll write about two things that happened recently that reminded me why New York isn't quite as awful as everyone thinks it is:
The other day my husband, in a well intentioned attempt to bring the mail to me while I was at school, accidentally lost a card that was sent to me from my grandparents. He lost the card in the worst of all possible places: the subway. I figured at best it would be swept up with the newspapers and other garbage that people leave behind. At worst someone would take it and attempt to cash the graduation gift that was contained in the card. Much to my surprise, less than a week later it showed up in our mailbox, double post-marked. Apparently some kind soul picked it up on the subway and dropped it in the mail, and (even stranger) the post office decided to deliver it again.
This morning, I had a somewhat similar experience. I was getting off the bus, hurrying to the subway, when my metrocard (i.e. the ticket to my sole means of transportation) fell out of my pocket. In my sleep-deprived haze I didn't notice this and kept walking. Nearly a block later a woman caught up with me and asked me if I had dropped my metrocard. I turned around to find a lady who could barely walk hobbling after me as fast as she could, holding the card. She handed it to me and hobbled on her way. I know it's a simple thing, but I was so touched that these people took the time to get me my card back. Generally, we in New York like to do our best to ignore the 8 million people that surround us on a daily basis. Despite our best efforts, though, it appears there is still a little humanity left. And for that I am thankful. I feel like the city has loved me twice now, and I suddenly feel inclined to love the city back.
I could write about all the stuff that's been going on in my life (finals, graduation, studying for the bar, planning a trip to Italy), but that all is pretty dull (except for the trip to Italy - woohoo!!!), so instead I'll write about two things that happened recently that reminded me why New York isn't quite as awful as everyone thinks it is:
The other day my husband, in a well intentioned attempt to bring the mail to me while I was at school, accidentally lost a card that was sent to me from my grandparents. He lost the card in the worst of all possible places: the subway. I figured at best it would be swept up with the newspapers and other garbage that people leave behind. At worst someone would take it and attempt to cash the graduation gift that was contained in the card. Much to my surprise, less than a week later it showed up in our mailbox, double post-marked. Apparently some kind soul picked it up on the subway and dropped it in the mail, and (even stranger) the post office decided to deliver it again.
This morning, I had a somewhat similar experience. I was getting off the bus, hurrying to the subway, when my metrocard (i.e. the ticket to my sole means of transportation) fell out of my pocket. In my sleep-deprived haze I didn't notice this and kept walking. Nearly a block later a woman caught up with me and asked me if I had dropped my metrocard. I turned around to find a lady who could barely walk hobbling after me as fast as she could, holding the card. She handed it to me and hobbled on her way. I know it's a simple thing, but I was so touched that these people took the time to get me my card back. Generally, we in New York like to do our best to ignore the 8 million people that surround us on a daily basis. Despite our best efforts, though, it appears there is still a little humanity left. And for that I am thankful. I feel like the city has loved me twice now, and I suddenly feel inclined to love the city back.
posted by Emily at 12:08 PM
4 Comments:
I'm a pre-law philosophy major in South Carolina. I stumbled upon your blog and quite enjoyed your random musings. Hoping to go to New York and studying Italian for a trip that may never happen, I think you may be me several years in the future. Funny how people can be (or merely perceive to be) connected.
You're going to Italy without me? *sniff* :(
I have been checking daily for awhile hoping you would update! Good to hear from you again! Congratulations on graduating and I hope your trip in Italy is fun!
I've noticed as I read people's mental status reports that they seem to nearly always answer correctly the question "What would you do if you found a stamped envelope near a mailbox?" In a subway, though, now that's impressive. (In case you're wondering, the question about what to do if you witness a fire in a crowded theater gets far fewer correct answers, as does the one about the difference between a tree and a shrub.) But I digress.
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