I work in a kind of infamous building. It’s called the Daily News Building. The only reason why anyone may know what it is is because of a little movie called “Superman”. That’s right… I work at the Daily Planet. Anyways. Because of that, we have a lot of security downstairs, and some of them are friendly, some are rude, and some are just plain odd… There’s new guy though… and as I was swiping in to go through the turnstyle, heading back upstairs with my essential “it’s been a long day” afternoon coffee, one of the security “bouncer” guys, said to me. “Enjoy!”
It completely threw me off guard. I stopped looked at him, and cocked my head to the side.
“I’m going back upstairs to work… do you mean enjoy that, or the coffee in my hand?” I asked him.
“Oh, I thought you were a tourist,” he replied, and half-smiled awkwardly.
“Oh? We have tourists?” I asked back as I finished finally walking through the turnstile.
“Well, yeah… over there,” he said, and pointed out a couple of tourists who were in fact milling around the giant globe that’s in the lobby. “But I guess they don’t go upstairs…” He was looking very contemplative at that point, so I just grinned and let out a confused laugh.
“Not unless there’s some ride somewhere in this building I don’t know about… maybe like a superman ride?” I responded… now trapped in this ridiculous conversation.
“Why would there be a superman ride?”
“Because that’s why people come in here… It’s like a landmark from the movie superman,” I responded, now desperately trying to figure out an escape route. I had things to do upstairs, my coffee was sitting limp in my hand, and I could feel the wonderful warm weight, and all I wanted to do was inject the caffeine into my system as quickly as possible.
“Really?” He responded. Oh no, I was trapped… My head spun… I tripped over my thoughts, and finally I figured go with my best bet, put the coffee up to my mouth, took a sip, and nodded… He seemed to think that was enough, and he grinned back at me, and then said…”Enjoy!”
I did not ask him what I was supposed to enjoy…
Note to self.
Never respond back, even if you’re taken back…
“Can it for a greener planet” With a recycling symbol next to it
Now… is this slogan found on a recycling can? No… a garbage can…
How does throwing things into a garbage can, which are then just going to be thrown into a garbage dump making the world greener?
Also, someone needs to remind NYC that the recycling symbol, while often a universal symbol for “green”, isn’t when it’s put on a can…
As I walked to the bus station, I started noticing that the sides of 42nd street were lined with police cruisers… I started counting… There were, I think, around 45… not to mention the fact that there was also a mobile command unit. Now… all of this is a bit worrisome as you’re walking down the road… but I didn’t think anything of it… and neither did the homeless guy who was walking from one window to the next of each of the cop cars, asking for money…
Kinda made me giggle…
Even when there’s something massive going on, there’s still a sense of normalcy in it all.
The other day I was outside with my friend, and a bunch of police cars drove down the road with their lights going. I said… “Oh! Look! It’s like a police escort” but my friend looked at the police cars and said… “I don’t think so, unless there’s a car in the middle…” and as we watched, there wasn’t a car in the middle. Confused, I looked at her, and she responded. “I heard that they apparently do this to show their presence to the people of NYC.”
Why? Are people suddenly worried that the NYPD is leaving the city? Who made that great decision? I can see them doing something like that in crime-heavy areas… but not where I work… which is like tourist central…
Hey there. Sorry it’s been so long. I really ought to change the name of this blog to just observations instead of daily observations, because I’ve gotten so bad at keeping up with the daily aspect of it.
That being said, here are a couple of my most recent winter noticings.
Saw a woman the other day who had a brown scarf around her face. As I got closer I thought it was made out of an interesting looking fabric, and then as I got even closer, I realized that it was her hair… She had pulled her hair around her neck and her face to keep herself warm. First of all, I love the fact that her hair is long enough to do that with… but then I kind of grimaced and saw a pashmina dealer on the side of the street. I really wanted to go and buy her one of the $5 scarves and give it to her, just so that she wouldn’t have to do that any longer.
Speaking of scarves… this morning, as I stood in line for the bus to take me to work, the lady in front of me was sneezing, sniffling, and snotting up a storm. Now mind you, I wouldn’t fault her that… it was bloody cold out, and I too was sniffling a bit. But as she turned around, I saw that she had a scarf around her mouth and nose. The lady was basically using her scarf as a handkerchief, but just keeping it against her face… Hmmm… nothing says “Happy Winter” like a dried snotty face in the morning after you unwrap the scarf.
And speaking of bloody cold. The other day I was walking to work, and a young woman was walking towards me… I wouldn’t have really noticed her, except for the fact that she was walking down the street in a shortish skirt, t-shirt, and light sweater on, oh, and of course… a pair of uggs… She looked completely comfortable as I passed her. I, meanwhile, was bundled in a thick sweater, jeans, wooly boots, and my sleeping-jacket coat (big long fluffy down coat). It was 5 degrees outside (fahrenheit). I guess though, when you’ve got uggs on, you’re invincible to the cold… cause that’s not the first time I’ve seen an outfit like that… why even bother with the uggs at that point?
On Tuesday, or maybe it was Wednesday, I don’t remember actually… anyways… it was raining cats and dogs.
And as I was walking down 42nd street, towards the S-train to take it across town… I saw a man, mopping the sidewalk…
Interesting idea… mopping the sidewalk, that is just going to get more wet… what was he thinking?
Then I began to wonder if he was maybe told to do that by someone else, or if he took it upon himself to do that. I’d love to be a manager one day, and look at the people under me and say… “Go outside in the rain, and mop the sidewalk!”