Subway Etiquette
ByI caught the train home from Union Square about 8.15pm the other night. I was leaning against the door reading the newspaper but I was distracted by an intermittent noise.
CLIP – CLIP – CLIP.
I tried ignoring it but the noise was so familiar. And so repellent. It sounded like someone cutting their nails.
CLIP – CLIP – CLIP.
A young man, probably about twenty years old, was leaning against one of the poles in the subway car and was slowly, carefully cutting his fingernails.
I looked down at the woman sitting in front of him. And she looked at me. Both of us were disgusted and at the same time amazed. He stopped clipping and started filing his nails.
The clipping and filing continued through Canal Street and over the Manhattan Bridge. The only reason he stopped before De Kalb Avenue was because the train was held up for a few minutes.
Is cutting your fingernails on the Subway, especially when you’re standing over seated passengers, a little rude? Or am I just being too polite again?
21 Comments
February 16th, 2006 at 9:08 am
Marvellous. Another subway story. I still remember the singing lesbian one with fondness. Um, I think you’re justified in being a bit grossed out the door backwards, as I believe someone might have said, once, in about 1983. But did this person have a handy clipping-catching receptacle dangling from his wrist, say? Or was he just spraying people with nail? Too ghastly!
February 16th, 2006 at 9:25 am
That is gross and rude, and you are right to be bothered by it. If there’s a silver lining, though, I have always liked the connections with passengers that result when someone manages to turn the whole train car against them. It makes the world seem like a reasonable place.
February 16th, 2006 at 9:39 am
Dezik, No handy receptacle was in evidence. His clippings lay where they fell.
Mike, The amazing thing was that apart from myself and the seated woman I don’t recall any other passenger seeming at all bothered. Just the noise grossed me out. Yet everyone continued as normal.
They’re a hardened bunch these New Yorkers.
February 16th, 2006 at 12:06 pm
In Oregon my brother was on the metro or whatever it’s called and smelt a putrid aroma. He turned around and a young homeless woman was shaving off the dead skin and encrusted dirt off her feet.
Needless to say he changed carriages.
February 16th, 2006 at 12:24 pm
Nick, tell them about the woman on the tube with the raw mince and the ice lolly. Thats a good one!
February 16th, 2006 at 1:40 pm
I’ve heard about that happening on subways. Other grooming, too: hair-brushing, flossing. Before I moved here, some people decided I ought to be warned about what dark deeds go on underground. “Anything you can think of that people really ought to do in the privacy of their own home, you will see it on the subway if you ride enough.”
I was warned about people who pee and poop and masturbate on the subways, too. So far, thankfully, I’ve been spared.
February 16th, 2006 at 2:03 pm
It’s rude. It’s awful. It’s completely unacceptable. I’ve seen this before and been similarly amazed/disgusted.
February 16th, 2006 at 3:22 pm
It is completely gross. I am sure that other people would have been grossed out too if they let down there other-people-are-horrible-must-ignore bubbles. You get those, or you kill. People really can be so gross on the subway (and bus.)
But not as gross as non subway takers think. I worked in Queens for years and none of my co-workers took the train EVER because they all honestly believed they would be subjected to masturbation scenes. (The only place in New York I have ever seen that is in the parks — lived here 18 years, and the bubble doesn’t protect you from that kind of scarring.)
As for the peeing, I have seen that. And not some poor homeless person. It was a happy-hour victim who was so drunk they lost control of their bladder on a crowded rush hour train. There was just the horror as the surrounding standing passengers became aware of the puddle growing and of where it was coming from as we all madly press into the no-room car to get away from IT. Only once though, 18 years…
February 16th, 2006 at 3:27 pm
My only trip to NYC included some subway rides in Manhatten. My guides advised me to not talk to anyone else, just them. (I am from Detroit – both friendly and stern at the same time.)
Just after the doors closed, this young guy announces he is going to “perform” for us. His young companion presses play on a boom-box and he begins to break-dance in the aisle of the car. He’s swinging from the upper poles and spinning on the other poles. He darn near kicked me in the head. My friends could tell I was furious – they hushed me up. I almost stuck my foot out, but another friend put her foot in front of mine.
I calmed down as the train slowed and he stopped. He then asked for applause and only one person clapped. (There were about 20 people in the area.) I snickered. The then chastized *us* about not appreciating his work. Again, my friends motioned to keep quiet.
Finally, as the doors openned, he shouted; “You people is ign’ant!” [ignorant]
I stood up, but he was already off the train.
I probably wouldn’t survive long in NYC subways…..
February 16th, 2006 at 4:06 pm
As a fulltime subway rider since 1971 (when I started college) I can tell you that believe it or not the subways were even far worse back in the 70′s and 80′s. Vandalsim was so bad on the IRT that you could not even see your station as the windows were covered with graffitti. Every day I fully expected (and often I was right) to have to get off a train that was being “taken out of service due to mechanical failure,” and let us not even start on the subway crime back then. The movies “Death Wish” and “The Warriors” really captured the terror that many people felt when they ventured udnerground into the NY City subway system
February 16th, 2006 at 11:01 pm
I really had no idea…
February 17th, 2006 at 12:06 am
I was on the train once and some guy was clipping his toenails!
February 17th, 2006 at 4:19 pm
Flying back from LA, I once sat next to a man wearing the robe-like attire and sandals of possibly some Indonesian locale. At the beginning of the trip he proceeded to clip his nails. He concluded this by taking off his sandals and then clipping his toenails.
Yuck. Maybe airport security should resume confiscating nailclippers.
February 17th, 2006 at 4:30 pm
I sat next to a woman on the orange line last week. She looked normal, though somewhat eccentrically dressed, and was doing a sudoku puzzle.
I nabbed the seat next to her and she glared at me, which I ignored. After a few minutes, I shouldn’t have, but I looked at her. She was digging in her nose, almost up to her wrist. She alternated nostrils, but seldom paused for more than a few seconds for the next 20 minutes. No one in the car would make eye contact with me to be outraged, though.
February 17th, 2006 at 4:40 pm
Oh, yeah…that’s nothing….some dude with long curly sideburns was riding the train and picking his nose the same way. Then, delicately putting his nose proceeds into his expecting salivating mouth.
February 18th, 2006 at 9:59 pm
I wish you warn it to him. They should do that at home. Subway is public place people have to consider other people. ^^;
February 20th, 2006 at 10:48 am
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February 27th, 2006 at 12:43 pm
I’ve lived in NYC since 1977 (interruped by 8 years in Paris) and have seen nail clipping, nose picking, etc., on the trains but the only masturbation I’ve ever seen was on the RER in Paris.
Howver, a friend of mine once had a guy jerk off on her on a crowded subway — she was totally unaware of it until a policeman approached her when she got off the train — he’d seen the whole thing, collared the offender, and asked her if she wanted to press charges. She had no idea what he was talking about until he directed her attention to the stain on her coat.
She screamed, refused to press charges, and went immediately home to be sick and change clothes.
April 1st, 2006 at 5:00 am
One day in 1977 I was commuting home from school. A guy that appeared homeless was asking for money on the F train. I notice people were giving him lots of money. Maybe it’s because he did not smell bad.
He just so happen to get of the same station I do. He happened to be taking the same route I do so I follow.
Once he got out into the street he got into his late model Lincoln Continental with was parks next to the Essex St Station exit with is on the westbound side of Delancey St. He got in his car and made a hasty u Turn and disappeared on the Williamsburg Bridge.
My point is does anyone pay any taxes on all the money earned begging on the subway?
April 1st, 2006 at 5:11 am
Question about the cleanliness of the subway sit?
I never sit on a NYC Subway sit after this AwFuL experience. One day I was minding my business on the subway I noticed a smelly old man sitting down across my way. The man stunk up the whole subway car. It was a hot summer day. The man got of the subway for some reason and left his sweat stain on the seat. New people entered the crowded subway and some girl with a really short dress sat down on the same spot.
Has any studies been done on germs being passed from one human to another on crowd stinky subways.
April 7th, 2006 at 8:48 pm
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