The Chinchilla Lady
Doesn’t she look like a big ass gerbil from the MTA Pet Shop…? When she first walked into the train with that floppy canvas hat, I almost fell on the floor. Some people just baffle me (At least she’s not wearing uggs, I would have no choice to openly laugh out loud WITH POINTING.) What happened to the rules about fashion, I know it’s not after Labor Day, but there should be a common sense rule that says if you have enough money to buy a full-length fur coat, you should also be riding in a taxi cab. When she first sat down, it was between to people in the middle seat, it looked so awkward and out-of-place. Look at this fool, the whole train car gave her ‘side eye.’
One thing, you make yourself more of a target for the seedier characters that ride the train because you look like Mrs. Howell on the wrong 3-hour tour. Easy money. Secondly, when is it ever ok to sit down on public transportation when wearing all white? I don’t care if it’s fur, cotton, suede or lycra, the dry cleaners will rape your wallet when it comes to the cleaning.
…And then she gets of in the ‘hood–Harlem 125. This lady is a bag full of contradictions, tied with a irony bow. She’s probably heading to the post office now to mail some peaches to her nephew in Georgia and oranges to her niece in Florida.