Nothing too blog-worthy has happened recently, so I thought I'd tell one of my mom's favorite NY Stories:
The Subway Grate Singer
Back in the day, I lived on 54th St btw 9th and 10th and worked on 54th St btw 5th and Madison, so my commute was pretty straight forward. So, one day I was about to leave for work, and I decided at the last minute to change my underwear from a bikini to a thong. I was wearing a skirt, and I thought I'd be more comfortable in a thong. On my way down 54th St., I often stopped at a cart in front of the Ziegfeld to get my coffee. This particular day was no different. As I was waiting for my coffee, I was standing over the subway grates (typically, this is no big deal as long as you aren't wearing heels). All of the sudden I hear someone singing "You are so beautiful to meeeeee." I look around and notice that the subway grate gate is up and there are guys working below me!!!! I'm standing on a subway grate in a skirt with my last-minute thong choice. I pull my skirt between my legs and try to stand on a tiny piece of cement between the grates. I'm yelling at the cart guy to hurry with my coffee, but he's laughing so hard that he can't get the milk out. I was laughing too, but come on!!!!