Notes to various people.

Note to the woman behind me on the stairs this morning:

I'm sorry I was going slowly. You might have noticed the cane in my hand and the fact that I wasn't bending one leg? I hope the few extra seconds of standing on the Green Line platform you got by pushing by me and bonking your bag into the back of my leg were fulfilling and terribly important to you. (I know you didn't get an earlier train because of it, because no train arrived between when you got up the stairs and when I did.)

Note to the MBTA:

The above situation would not have occurred if there were any kind of clear labeling as to how to get from the Red Line platform to the westbound Green Line platform by elevator. Your stations are miserable for people with mobility impairments, people with strollers, or people with luggage.

Note to subway riders:

It's really just common courtesy to offer a seat to someone who has a visible mobility impairment, you know?

Note to the driver of the bus I was on this morning:

Thank you for noticing and commenting on the fact that I'd "graduated," as you put it, from crutches to a cane, and for hoping I was doing better. It's nice to have a cheery word like that in the morning, and it's nice that you pay enough attention to your customers to notice things like that. People like you keep me from getting completely grumpy about the MBTA.

For the future.

Someday, somehow, I want to play Molly Brown in The Unsinkable Molly Brown.

That's all.

Jargon!

Via Eric Berlin, it's Jargon Watch. The last one on the list is truly brain-boggling.

(And right now I wish I could search my LJ, because I remember posting about something involving yelling out "Jargon!" but I can't remember the context anymore.)

(Edit: Yes I do remember. It was the Ig Nobels.)