Considerate
Sometimes I hate being considerate because you expect others to be as considerate. In lieu of this timely NYT article if we were born to be helpful, I have to post this rant.
Scene 1 - Caracas Arepa on 9th st.
I went to check out Caracas Arepas Saturday just because it’s always packed and I want wanted to see what the big deal is. And sure enough it was packed at 3:00 on a Saturday afternoon. I decided to eat in anyway after I noticed people were pretty much done and throwing their garbage away. By the time I ordered and got my arepa, people were still chatting away and texting even though they were finished eating. You’d have to be blind to miss that two people were standing and waiting for a table in that cramped arepas bar.
I’ll be the first to kick myself out in a restaurant when I see people crowding at the door because I know what it’s like to wait. But I guess many people feel so entitled to socialize and lounge around at restaurants and public spaces if they’re so inclined. All but one girl from the party that had finished eating ten minutes ago went outside. The girl was texting on her phone for crying out loud so I went up to her and asked her if she was done and she said, “Yeah, I’m leaving now.” I was so frikin annoyed. It wasn’t just them. It was a father and son at the bar. It was the couple who came in way after me that took a freed table that the manager gestured for me to sit at. People can be so rude and inconsiderate….
(The arepa was good though. I suggest the La Mulata. More on that later.)
Scene 2 The subway ride downtown on the D
It’s the same day and I’m sitting on the subway to go see “Mr. Fantastic Fox” at Union Square when my date suggests getting up for this old person in front of us. I didn’t even notice her because she had her back turned toward us and I was tired. After the arepas incident, I was reluctant to be considerate and did I mention I was tired? Why didn’t anyone else give up their seat?
So after we stood up, the old lady sits down and her middle-aged companion also rushes to sit down, as if I gave up the seat for her. I kinda blocked her because I saw this mother with a toddler coming on the train so I wanted the toddler to get the damn seat. Then the middle-aged lady offers the seat to the mother, “Oh you sit, sit,” as if it was her seat to offer all along. The mother at least gave me a thank you.
Third scene Regal Union Square Theater
We’re at the theater but came a little late to get the better seats. (Late meaning 5 min early) We were a party of three and decided to split up because there weren’t three empty seats for us except in the first few rows. I’m sitting alone but go over to my date to get a piece of gum before the movie started. But when I get back to my seat, my beau motions for me to come over because the couple next to him decided to move down one seat so that we can sit together.
Wasn’t that sweet?
Because one person decided to be kind and take the trouble to move down a seat, I was able to enjoy a movie sitting next to my boyfriend. So to that man, I just want to say thank you again; my day ended on a good note because of you.
My daily bread the next morning:
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