Comments on: The Perils of an Urban Commute http://www.southoftheloop.com/2007/04/27/the-perils-of-an-urban-commute/ Mon, 19 Apr 2010 07:56:04 -0500 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.2 hourly 1 By: N. http://www.southoftheloop.com/2007/04/27/the-perils-of-an-urban-commute/comment-page-1/#comment-209 N. Thu, 03 May 2007 19:58:52 +0000 http://southoftheloop.wordpress.com/2007/04/27/the-perils-of-an-urban-commute/#comment-209 That's funny, every morning, usually sometime between 8:45 and 9:15, I'm walking the opposite way on Randolph Street (north side of street). Though usually I'm too sleepy-eyed to recognize bloggers whom I've only met for 45 seconds, I'll promise an awkward left-handed high five if I ever do. That’s funny, every morning, usually sometime between 8:45 and 9:15, I’m walking the opposite way on Randolph Street (north side of street). Though usually I’m too sleepy-eyed to recognize bloggers whom I’ve only met for 45 seconds, I’ll promise an awkward left-handed high five if I ever do.

]]> By: Serge http://www.southoftheloop.com/2007/04/27/the-perils-of-an-urban-commute/comment-page-1/#comment-208 Serge Mon, 30 Apr 2007 00:13:24 +0000 http://southoftheloop.wordpress.com/2007/04/27/the-perils-of-an-urban-commute/#comment-208 The remedy for this is quite simple. Should this happen again here is what to do: 1. Rub all the lip balm and ash onto your fingers 2. Walk faster, and pretend to stumble and trip when you are right behind the culprit. 3. "Accidentally" grab the offenders coat to steady yourself, surreptitiously working the ash balm mixture in. If there is no coat, aim for the hair. 4. Say “pardon me, I must have slipped” and walk away smirking. If you are feeling really incised, fake a coughing jag and hock up a loogie. Immature? Perhaps. But isn’t life all about petty revenge on strangers? p.s. yes, I have seen this in action and no, it wasn’t me who did it. The remedy for this is quite simple.

Should this happen again here is what to do:

1. Rub all the lip balm and ash onto your fingers

2. Walk faster, and pretend to stumble and trip when you are right behind the culprit.

3. “Accidentally” grab the offenders coat to steady yourself, surreptitiously working the ash balm mixture in. If there is no coat, aim for the hair.

4. Say “pardon me, I must have slipped” and walk away smirking.

If you are feeling really incised, fake a coughing jag and hock up a loogie.

Immature? Perhaps.

But isn’t life all about petty revenge on strangers?

p.s. yes, I have seen this in action and no, it wasn’t me who did it.

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