Oh Good Lord. I had to do something so perverse I don’t even know if I can type the words. I was brought up not to do such a horrendous thing. Ugh. Ok. I will say it. I—HAD TO GRAB ONTO THE ESCALATOR RAILING THIS MORNING!!
EWWWWWW. Ewwie. It wasn’t my own doing! I had to! Coming down from the second floor in Port Authority, the escalator completely stopped incredibly short for no good reason. Everyone falls forward a step or two, at least. Me–already paying attention to keeping my semi-low cut sundress from falling down–have my hands busy fixing my dress to bra ratio– find myself leaning forward, so I had to–I had to grab hold of that black, rubbery railing. Oh, the horror.
Thank you again, Port Authority, for making my morning commute memorable.