This morning I had already waited at my "spot" on the platform for 8 minutes when a girl about 30 years younger than me came and stood right beside me. As the train pulled into the station she stepped into my personal space and almost dug an elbow into my side in her effort to get in the door before me. I just wanted to slap her! Hasn't she heard of giving way to the elderly!
Weirdest metro message this week. A driver announced: "Did you know that a 6 car train is longer than 150 yards. And that's why you shouldn't run to get in a door. By the time the electronic message, that you are stuck, gets to me…. well, you are totally jammed in that door. "
Yesterday I took some peppers across the street to my elderly neighbor Miss Elise. I love the southern practise of it being okay to call old ladies by their first name as long as you put "Miss" in-front. Miss Elise is in her late 80's, has only a couple of teeth and a sometimes obvious disdain of underwear, but she is a lovely old soul who sits on her front porch and when I get home she shouts a greeting and waves gaily. I had not seen her for a couple of weeks, but assumed that the heat was keeping her inside.
As I gave her the peppers she said "oh I was so worried that you might have thought I'd died" ….
I felt a bit guilty that, actually, that thought had not occurred to me!! She is a a tough old girl and I'm pretty sure she is going to live to 100. Anyway, she'd been away because she had a pacemaker inserted – now she's going to live to 110.
As I was a couple of doors from home this afternoon I met Rose, a lovely Filipino lady who used to live 3 doors down (not far in a row house). She had to sell because her husband was too elderly/sick to get up the stairs but she told me that she misses her little house so much she comes by quite often just to look at it. They now live in a condo – and both really miss a garden so I invited her to take some peppers from mine.
I love that others are getting pleasure out of the peppers: This is what I picked this afternoon: