Sunday, April 27, 2008
A conversation that made three people smile
I was on the subway platform at Union Square, waiting for the train back to Brooklyn when a woman came up to me.
“Excuse me, but where are you from?”
I paused for a moment, wondering why she was asking, having entirely forgot what I was wearing
“Only I saw your Quaker Steak and Lube T-Shirt and my husband is from around there. Can I ask where you got it?”
“I actually got it at the original one in Sharon, but I’m not from there.”
She laughed: “I could tell”
Before their Q train came, the husband came over and we had a brief chat. I told them that my good friend (Rob, who now lives in Pittsburgh) used to live there and whenever I visited, we always went to Quaker Steak and Lube and that it was, let’s face it, about the only place in town that visitors must go to. He wryly agreed.
When the question was first asked, I was taken back to my first time waiting in Niagara Falls Bus Station after a visit with Rosemary (http://www.goarticles.com/cgi-bin/showa.cgi?C=473845). I was minding my own business. The only words I had spoken were when ordering a hot dog and soda. But the Border Guard who asked me for my passport hadn’t been around then. How did he know that I was foreign? I was baffled by that for months, until I bought a jacket here in America. The zipper was on the other side. I asked a friend if zippers were always on the right side here and was told yes. Well, in England, they’re always on the left. A-ha!
I wonder if zippers are the same as roads: On the left in the UK, Ireland, Jamaica, India, Japan, New Zealand, Kenya etc, but on the right the USA, France, Russia, China, Australia etc. (If you are interested, the history of who drives where is all here: (http://users.pandora.be/worldstandards/driving%20on%20the%20left.htm). I don’t really wonder that, by the way. It was just an amusing thought.
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“Excuse me, but where are you from?”
I paused for a moment, wondering why she was asking, having entirely forgot what I was wearing
“Only I saw your Quaker Steak and Lube T-Shirt and my husband is from around there. Can I ask where you got it?”
“I actually got it at the original one in Sharon, but I’m not from there.”
She laughed: “I could tell”
Before their Q train came, the husband came over and we had a brief chat. I told them that my good friend (Rob, who now lives in Pittsburgh) used to live there and whenever I visited, we always went to Quaker Steak and Lube and that it was, let’s face it, about the only place in town that visitors must go to. He wryly agreed.
When the question was first asked, I was taken back to my first time waiting in Niagara Falls Bus Station after a visit with Rosemary (http://www.goarticles.com/cgi-bin/showa.cgi?C=473845). I was minding my own business. The only words I had spoken were when ordering a hot dog and soda. But the Border Guard who asked me for my passport hadn’t been around then. How did he know that I was foreign? I was baffled by that for months, until I bought a jacket here in America. The zipper was on the other side. I asked a friend if zippers were always on the right side here and was told yes. Well, in England, they’re always on the left. A-ha!
I wonder if zippers are the same as roads: On the left in the UK, Ireland, Jamaica, India, Japan, New Zealand, Kenya etc, but on the right the USA, France, Russia, China, Australia etc. (If you are interested, the history of who drives where is all here: (http://users.pandora.be/worldstandards/driving%20on%20the%20left.htm). I don’t really wonder that, by the way. It was just an amusing thought.
