The Diatribe * net

I am poking my head out of the rabbit hole to make this post… I feel I owe an explanation for my absence, but I got nothing. At work, I don’t have time to surf/read anything and when I get home, I really don’t want to be on the computer. Plus, I’ve had nothing good to write. All of my posts have always been commuting related and I felt that was getting a little lame.

Alas, when I finally have something good to write it’s once again about something that happened during my commute. You might start to think that the only things I do are work and commute… I guess that isn’t too far from the truth.

I had just come off the escalator at Grand Central onto the 7 train platform and an older gentleman approached me and asked for the time in broken English. I rummaged in my bag for the cell phone and gave him the time. He then attempted to slip something into my work bag. I was confused and grabbed for it. He mumbled something about take it or read it. I walked away and later read it, which you can see on the right.

On the front, a Leslie Hutchinson - Pianista

That has to be the most interesting, pre-meditated pick-up attempt I have ever seen, if that’s what it was. The man walks around with this card… how many of them I wonder… uses a diversion, ‘do you have the time’ to slip a woman the card. I will not be calling POUR CAFE, no matter how relatively sensible the man may be. Obviously, anyone who hands out cards to pick up women is definitely only relatively sensible.