Thursday, August 19, 2010

Thursday Rants

Gosh, I'm at a loss today.  Imagine that. I've got a dozen things racing through my mind, but nothing really worth writing about. Guess I have Bloggers' block.  But since I am at a loss, it's a perfect day for a rant.  As a matter of fact, it's been quite awhile since I've a ranted, so I guess it is way overdue. Actually, there's a few things on my mind.
First on my list is technology.  I don't think I like the idea of a machine taking over what a person once did. Subway token clerks are being laid off all over the city, and the machine has taken their place.  Yeah, I know what you are thinking...just a short while ago I was complaining that these clerks make fabulous bucks for doing nothing.  Well, it wasn't always that way.  Time was when they had to earn their keep.  People didn't have the option of getting their subway fare from a machine; no they had to wait in line for the subway clerk...and he ACTUALLY had to handle money and hand you your fare.  I just don't trust those machines.  What if the last I have to my name is $20, and the darned machine eats it?  Who helps me to get it back?  There is no one around.

And while we are on the subject of token booth clerks, I cannot stand metrocards.  Give me the old token anyday.  Time was you were handed 10 coin-like tokens (from a real live token clerk) when you bought your weeks worth of subway fare.  Now it's a card you get (from a machine), and personally, I don't see where it is such an improvement.  Let's say you happen to lose that card, and take it from someone who has ridden the subway for almost 40 years, it's much easier to lose a card than it is to lose a handful of coins. Now, if you used a credit card in the machine, you can probably get your money back...after several months have gone by, but if not, and if you don't have the number code for the card, you might as well forget about it. You are not going to see that money again. 

And hey, how about books?  Will one day books be a thing of the past?  Used to be that everyone on the subway had a book or a newspaper to read on their trip to and from work.  Now they pull out these new-fangled gadgets to read.  Now, don't get me wrong.  I see nothing wrong with it for some people, but I happen to 'treasure' books.  Some people read just to read.  They finish their book and toss it away.  I highlight, jot notes in the margins, bend pages...and I NEVER or rarely part with a book.  Now, don't get me wrong. I've nothing against the gadgets....I just want the option to buy a book if I want one.  Just to show you, I was looking to order some books from Barnes & Noble and found one I really wanted.  You can imagine my disappointment when I found out it didn't come in book form. 

Next on my list is courtesy. Whatever happened to manners?  'Please', 'thank you'...antiquated words from a bygone era.  Rarely does anyone hold the door for you...and please don't get me started on the foul language.  My parents weren't often there for me, but what they didn't teach me, the teachers did.  And public transportation?  Heck, if one of us kids didn't volunteer our seat to an adult, the driver pulled to the side of the road, and we all got out of our seats. And you never saw parents pushing their children to grab the last seat on the bus.  No way, they were too busy teaching their kids respect. 

Once when I was in my 40's , I mentioned to a male friend what poor taste it was to see all the men sitting and not offer a woman a seat, and he replied, "Well, you ladies asked for this.  You wanted equality.  Blame this on women's lib."   Okay, I can understand that.  Equality is equality.  Right?  But how does that explain making an elderly person stand?  Or a pregnant woman for that matter?  Why does a 63 year old woman stand up to give up her seat to a disabled elderly man while the young healthy man seated next to her just watches and then goes back to fiddling with his phone.  Maybe it's just me, but I just don't understand it.

We should always treat others with  respect. It's really not hard to say please, thank you, and excuse me when necessary. Hold the door open if someone is right behind you. Heck, I even stand there and hold the door when people are about 10 feet away.  I figure it I close it, it will be slamming in their face by the time they get there...and some of those doors to go up to the subway are pretty darned heavy. Cut back on foul language, it's not that hard. Especially the kids.  In my day, we had our mouth washed out with soap if we used those words. These are all examples of simple manners. You don't have to go out of your way to do any of these things. It is just common courtesy. People get mad when others are rude to them, yet they can be just rude themselves. They just don't see it as such.

Sometimes the lack of manners makes me wonder if etiquette classes should be mandatory in schools. We didn't have a class on etiquette, but the school taught us manners back in the day. And gosh, it most certainly worked...because at 63, I still think I am pretty darned courteous...and it all stems from the learning I got when I was growing up. So, please, just remember to be courteous to those around you;  courtesy can be catchy.  

Wow, for someone with nothing to say, I sure had a lot to say.  Sorry about that.  Now it's your turn.  What irks you?


  1. look at you apologizing for being late... girl... with all the blogs that you have to tend to, and the fact that you do it so effortlessly making each look as if it is your only one, plus have a full time job and life... no apology necessary... Just thank you for blessing us with your words...

  2. ~i think we could all agree with you on most of these things...though i can not relate with you on the subway thing...i could rant on and on about others and their driving skills...that could be a lifelong post!! the mouths of young are garbage these days...i am always saying to my littles friends that even though your parents let you talk that way at our home it is unacceptable at our home...drives me mad the thought of some of the words the chose to use...and really for what reason do they need to talk that way in the first for manners...uuuuggghhh almost a lost cause...people are just rude and self busy wrapped up in their own little worlds to even care about those around them...i have tried and continue to try hard to teach mine to do well by you traet someone is a reflection of who you are as a person...rant away mary! warm wishes and brightest blessings~

  3. The thing about real books, is scary! Will real books disappear? Will you not be able to hold a real book in your hand... Not be able to savor the "oldness" of one... Not be able to remember finding it, in some old book store on Cape Cod...


    Sure, some books are heavy and harder for me to comfortably read. But....... Books should be books. So there! ,-)

  4. I didn't mean that to sound like, I only agreed with the books part of your rant. Good grief no. Sorry, if first comment sounded that way...

  5. Oh Mary, there is never an excuse for anyone to be rude. Remember when someone would pump your gas? check your groceries and bag them take them to your car? Now we pump our own gas, check out own groceries, bag them and take them to our car. We are being conditioned to take the place of the working people. I have decided that I will not do self checkout, bag my groceries or return the cart to the cart "rack" in the parking lot. I am going to help save someone's job. People are being replaced in the work force with computers and fewer workers, less money and no benefits. I so hear you on the books. I like to make notes and hang on to mine as well. I hear you loud and clear on your rant today! Wishing you a terrific evening!


  6. I think you about covered my rants, too. I get especially feisty on the bus and train. I always make sure to glare and remark on the amount of comfortably seated able bodied young men. When you are young and your disability is not obvious, you NEVER get a seat. I think I have been offered a seat about 3 times, all by men so old I would never have thought to take their seat. These young men have no class and no respect.