Sunday, November 15, 2009

I'm F'n Sorry

Dear Riders of the New York City Subway,

I would like to apologize. I have been totally inappropriate. Or as the kids these days are saying, "totes inapropes." I really must beg your forgiveness for my behavior as of late. It has been unkind, impolite, and generally rude. There are several people in particular I would like to apologize to, certain individuals who have been on the receiving end of the gravest of my transgressions. I feel it necessary to direct my apologizes to you.

To the woman with the kids on the E train 3 weeks ago:

You probably don't remember me. I was sitting on the the other end of the train but my rudeness was affecting you even from there. I was staring. I can't really justify it. It is in fact, unjustifiable. If I remember correctly, you were yelling (justifiably) at the top of your lungs at your 3 year old child who was behaving poorly and flailing herself all over the floor of the train. I admit I didn't really stare at first. I noticed the scenario, I observed it, but I certainly didn't stare.

However eventually I did start to stare. I recall it being somewhere around the time you yelled at your 3 year old to "Get the f*ck up off the f*cking floor."

This is nothing out of the ordinary, and I know most people were told that as a child. In fact, just because I was raised by parents who didn't care enough about me to use language like that, does not mean I should have sought that kind of mentorship from you.


So again, it was completely rational after mildly scolding your child for you to look up at the populous of the train car and scream (even louder), "WHAT THE F*CK ARE Y'ALL LOOKING AT?"

I mean, if I were you I would have done the exact same thing. What the f*ck was I looking at indeed? I should not seek parenting mentors in pubic places. Damn it Rich Boehmcke you are so needy! You should just consult a manual. So, I apologize.

To the gentleman with the face full of piercings and the booming voice sitting across from me on the F train last Sunday morning at 2 am:

I want to apologize for praying to god that you would explode in a fiery inferno of flaming fire. I know that wasn't kind of me. I know we didn't speak or even interact for the 25 minutes during which you used the word hypothesize 29 times while "wooing" those 2 girls sitting next to you whom you did not know.

Excellent courage by the way. It takes a lot of chutzpah to generate the type of classy conversation you did with perfect strangers.

I know every single person in the train and I were in agreement in believing that those 2 women were not into you, and it was silly of us to think that you talking about the girth of your member would be an unsuccessful tactic. While I am sure that you regularly bed women of the highest caliber, forgive me for thinking that you could better serve our society by bursting into flames than reproducing. That was not nice of me to think. I take it back. Again, I am sorry.

And finally, to the man standing next to me on the 6 train on Tuesday morning of last week:

Do you remember me? Perhaps you remember myself and 87 other individuals getting on the already packed train at the peak of rush hour. You might recall how I barely got on the train and had to stand against the door between you and another man. I believe it was after about 4 minutes of my standing completely still with our shoulders touching while I read GQ that I really started to piss you off.

I apologize. It was at that point in time that I commanded my presence to really annoy you. So it is totally understandable that you screamed at me, "My man, can I get some space? CAN I GET SOME SPACE?!"

I apologize for looking around baffled like I didn't know what was going on. I realized that I should have instantly folded myself into a toaster like a transformer instead of looking around the completely packed train for someone to corroborate my obviously irrational existence.

I also should have looked harder to find an empty spot that was not near a rail or wall so that at the first bump, with nothing to hang onto, I would have fallen into you like I had forgotten to bring my knees with me when I left the house. Even that would have been better than standing perfectly motionless next to you.

I also apologize that I did not invent some space to exist in and instead just stood there shrugging my shoulder like I didn't have a solution. So I take full responsibility for your explosion. And frankly I completely understand why you screamed "F*CKING FAGGOTS" at me.

I mean it makes sense, I deserved it. People can't just be expected to dress in something aside from sneakers and a sweatshirt and read about colorful socks at 9 am in the morning. I was asking for that one. I apologize.

So fellow riders, please accept my apologies. I will make sure my behavior in the future is way more "appropes."

Sincerely,

Richard

11 comments:

Jessie said...

While very disappointed in your immature behavior on the subway, I could understand why you would act the way you did. In all circumstances except your inability to invent space to exist. Didn't your mother teach you anything?

Rowena... said...

This reminds me that perhaps I should think twice before taking that rickety old bus (full of peasants and chickens) along a pot-holed filled road in China.

Caroline B said...

Well, so you should be sorry, what were you thinking? Maybe next time take along the plastic sword & perhaps talk to yourself & they'll give you plenty of space!!

I'm not usually one to pick people up about their spelling, but there's a Freudian slip typo in paragraph 7 you might want to alter...after having a snigger ;0)

The Girl said...

Hilarious my friend. HILARIOUS.

Public transport - always an excellent source of comedy.

PS Is it possible the lady with the 3 kids travelled over to England this weekend because I'm pretty sure I saw her in the supermarket. Excpet she called her kid a "fucking dickhead."

Maybe it was her transatlantic cousin.

Jeninacide said...

Wow. The subway sounds like fun!

Haha= I totally agree with Caroline's suggestion about the plastic sword. That would be awesome~!

Jeanette said...

Dear Richard,

As a fellow rider of the NYC subway, I accept your apology and forgive you.

Sincerely,
Jeanette

Ona Filloy said...

Funnyazhell!! Love it....

Nancy said...

OMG - however do you do it everyday??

Quincifer said...

Hahahaha oh how I miss public transport! I know it can be hella annoying but I love people watching.
Alas, I work 5 doors down from my flat so I miss out on these wonderful moments with society's best.

Pat said...

You should have just licked the pole like the baby from the week prior - that would have made the guy step the f*** away!

Re: the f'n mother. You could have asked for her name to nominate her for "Mother of the Year".

Toni said...

Where you carrying more than three bags? Try that with the plastic sword! I hear it makes people think your crazy too.