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Walk on the Right!

“I no longer have road rage, I have walk rage,” I joked to my friends at breakfast recently, sharing one of the ways which my life has changed since leaving Los Angeles.

“We’re in the city. People walk, take public transportation, taxis, Uber. We’re trying to get somewhere, not take leisurely strolls through the streets.”

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Traffic, horrendously douchey driving and my resulting road rage which became way to commonplace for my liking (I don’t think it’s healthy to regularly wish for people to “get his someday, motherfucker!”) top the list of reasons why I left L.A. Now, after nearly two years of living in San Francisco, I can count on two hands the number of times I’ve driven my car. My poor, neglected car which once held way too much import in my life.

My friends, all current L.A. residents, listened with amusement as I continued my mini-tirade.

“I get irrationally bothered when people walk slowly or when they don’t walk on the right side of the sidewalk. It messes up the flow. It’s so annoying! That and standing all haphazardly on the escalators, blocking the flow of people who are just trying to catch their train to work. Stand to the right! Climb to the left! It’s not that hard!”

Rant over, I sat back in my seat, satisfied at having released a string of words suppressed for too long.

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“You’re supposed to walk to the right?” my friend K- asked with mock trepidation.

Wide-eyed, my friend L- added, “Yeah, I didn’t know that.”

I fixed them with a stare of disbelief and looked to I-, L-‘s husband for validation. He nodded at me in agreement.

“Yes! In this country, we walk on the right side of the street if there are others on the sidewalk. It’s like driving. You drive on the right side of the road. I know it’s different in some other countries. Anyway, that way if you’re walking down the street and are walking toward a stranger, you avoid doing that stupid, ‘Which way are you going? I’m going left, no you’re going right! Ok, I’ll go right,’ dance.”

“Oh, is that why that happens?” K- remarked with a half-smile.

“Yes,” I sighed, “do people not know this?? Am I going to have to blog about this?!”


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About This Texting Thing

When did it become expected that we be attached to our phones? People can get at you all times of day and night. What are the boundaries? There used to be a time when people made plans to call each other.

They didn’t call during dinnertime.

They didn’t call when you’re sleeping in the early hours to ask “are you awake?”

They didn’t ask you to snail mail them snaps of your private bits  after one date.

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One of my texting pet peeves is when I read a text like this (which I seem to get especially from guys):


I don’t understand “hey” texts. How am I supposed to respond to “hey”?

When someone texts “hey”, I wonder: Do they just want to exchange short greetings? Is there a purpose to this text? If I reply, will I get drawn into a long textual conversation? A text novella?

“Hey. What’s up?”

“What u doin”

Is this rhetorical? Like when people ask, “How are you?” and then don’t listen for your answer?

Is he actually curious what I’m doing? What if he wants to do something and I just want to order pizza, lay around in my PJs and rainbow socks and watch stupid Lifetime movies? (Don’t judge me! Sometimes the allure of terrible, but snarkable TV movie fare such as, The Unauthorized Saved by the Bell Story or the Tori Spelling classic, Mother May I sleep with Danger is too great. Anyway, I also watch 60 Minutes, so it balances out.)

“What u doin?”

“I’m [doing something really cool and impressive, yet believable]!”


“What are you up to?”


Argh! What am I supposed to say to that? What is the point of all of this?!

The Importance of Text Etiquette
“Are you there, God? It’s me, Jesus.”
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Nowadays, you see people whip out their phones at restaurants, tapping away as they ignore their tablemates; people with no home training lighting up their bright-ass screens in the middle of a dark movie theatre; of course, there’s the much maligned and dangerous texting while driving; the “almost never a good idea” act of drunk texting; and while I haven’t been in years, I bet you people are texting while churching and I know they’re not texting Jesus. What would Jesus do? Probably not text when he’s supposed to be listening to the word of his Father!

Don’t even get me started on the travesty of “text speak.”

What really gets me though, is the timing question. What is an acceptable window of time within which to return a text? Immediately? 10 minutes? An hour? Within 24 hours?

Maybe I’m a weirdo, but I prefer not feeling like I’m at my phone’s beck-and-call. I try to respond to texts in a timely fashion; I don’t want to be rude. If I don’t reply to a text right away, it’s more than likely not personal.

I am of the belief that my phone doesn’t run me; I run it!

It’s healthy to spend time apart from your phone and all its lights and bings and chimes.

If someone runs smack into a utility poll because of texting while walking, I don’t want to say they deserve it, but…

Sometimes all that connnectedness is disruptive and even stressful. Technology is meant to ease our lives; enhance it, not rule us and dictate our actions. It’s okay to tell your electronic companions, “I need some space.”

Walking and texting Photo cr: Lindsay Niegelberg, ctpost.com | From 'About this Texting Thing' on The Girl Next Door is Black
At least pay attention while crossing a street! | source

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