Smushmusements

Yet another subway story…

On this particular day I’m not listening to my ipod, for once, but just reading a book.

(Specifically I’m reading “Eat, Pray, Love” and I generally refuse to read any book that one can find on that pretentious rack in Borders where they basically put up a sign saying “these are GOOD, read THESE!!!!” but my roommate Grace told me it was great and I should read it. So, while I will not listen to the opinion of the fortune 500, second largest book selling chain in America -behind Barnes and Noble, and I ask you, what the hell is the difference besides the fact that one sells Starbucks and the other Seattle’s Best?- I WILL listen to whatever Grace tells me to do)

That was an unnecessary tangent.

So I’m reading and this man gets on the train with his daughter, who looks to be about 9 years old. There are no seats so they both stand at the same pole. She is humming quietly to herself. At the next stop the woman next to me gets off and the little girl says in a sing-song voice “Oh look, a lovely seat just for me” and saunters over to sit down. I wish I viewed the subway in such a magical/fancy way.

Suddenly the little girl starts singing.

“It’s fun to stay at the YMCA! It’s fun to stay at the YMCA-aaaaa”

I was pretending to read my book and stifling a giggle.

The she laughed and said, “Dad… what if it was YMCO?”

Barely hesitating, her Dad responded, “Young Men’s Christian… Ostriches?”

Then they both laughed…. a LOT. Like… A LOT.

They proceeded to discuss how the YMCA would be different if it were for Ostriches.

Their stop came and they both walked off, still discussing this topic quite seriously.

It was a great start to my morning.

That is all.