There are many things that I will never understand about Chinatown. This tiny community does not seem to understand proper subway etiquette, yielding to people traffic or even common courtesy. For example, when subway doors open, the polite thing to do would be to wait until everyone gets out before you step into the cars. In this particular subway station, people will literally knock you off your feet if you aren't careful, trying to make their way onto the cars before anyone steps off! One time I saw three dead hogs just laying in the back of a truck bed on my way to work! Another personal favorite: the hanging ducks in store windows. It makes me feel like I am taking crazy pills!
Yesterday I was on my way home from the subway on Grand street and I was chased for three blocks by a snot-rocketing Chinese man! I sped up my pace as I heard him blowing his nose with his hand and shooting it onto the street! Just when I thought I'd lost him, my foot splashed into a puddle of fish water that had dripped through the sidewalk from the pile of dead fish stacked up in a cardboard box! Gross! I ignored all street lights, flying across the street to get away from the hustle and bustle and the disgusting stench of the fish market.
Yesterday I was on my way home from the subway on Grand street and I was chased for three blocks by a snot-rocketing Chinese man! I sped up my pace as I heard him blowing his nose with his hand and shooting it onto the street! Just when I thought I'd lost him, my foot splashed into a puddle of fish water that had dripped through the sidewalk from the pile of dead fish stacked up in a cardboard box! Gross! I ignored all street lights, flying across the street to get away from the hustle and bustle and the disgusting stench of the fish market.
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