Life Questions

As a New Yorker, are you really supposed to ignore when a girl gets on the train dragging a giant pink inner tube? How about when she starts playing with the surrounding passengers’ hair, even putting one lady’s up into a ponytail? Or what if she started going through another guys pockets in order to listen to his music? I just want to fit in here.


Should I assume that the giant dog can’t walk if he’s in a stroller or is it just the owner’s preference and probable lazy ovary that make her want to push her pooch around the City?