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Is there someone on your morning commute you hope to see each day?

It used to be this snooty prada princess... not really my type, but so easy on the eyes. Now it's this cute black-haired iPod indie girl... I only see her once in awhile on the train, but we always seem to stand next to each other with the occasional sideways glance. I'll never talk to her, though.

Who is it? The coffee shop dude? The assistant teacher at your kid's Montessori? Somebody you seem to run into every so often, and makes the robotic mornings more bearable.

― andy --, Wednesday, 9 November 2005 18:21 (twenty years ago)

I find myself leaving home later, so that I can pass this girl with long dark hair and expressive eyes on my way to work. *sigh*

― jel -- (jel), Wednesday, 9 November 2005 18:24 (twenty years ago)

Man, there is no one attractive who rides in my carriage on a regular basis. We are all so predictable, as a gang who ride in the same coach in the same train from the same stop getting on at the same door. There's me, the pair of chatty women (one younger and blondish, the other older and white haired), the well dressed black man, the arty ginger man, anorak man, the two fat city boys, and the woman who always tries to squeeze in and steal seats.

I suppose arty ginger man might approach My Type, but I think he's gay. And I don't mean that in a speed dating stylee like Madchen's sister.

― Streatham's Paisley Princess (kate), Wednesday, 9 November 2005 18:32 (twenty years ago)

I thought this thread was going to be about packed subway cars and the like. Probably you made that pun on purpose and are much more clever than me.

No commuter crushes, but I'm in school now, so I have hallway crushes.

― Super Cub (Debito), Wednesday, 9 November 2005 18:35 (twenty years ago)

No crushes, but there is a short woman with long hair and very substantial eyebrows (whereas the rest of her looks like she could blow away in a gusty breeze) who always gets my train in the morning. In the spirit of UK commuters, I have never even acknowledged her, and vice versa.

― Markelby (Mark C), Wednesday, 9 November 2005 18:39 (twenty years ago)

oh dude, hallway crushes were the most exciting thing in my life for like 3 years. theyre so perfect in middle/high school because everyone is always doing the same thing every day. its perfect. agh, meeting 11th grade gf in hallway between class is flooding my memory!

― petesmith (plsmith), Wednesday, 9 November 2005 18:39 (twenty years ago)

My commute takes about two minutes: I cross the street. I hope to see as few people as possible.

― Nathalie, the Queen of Frock 'n' Fall (stevie nixed), Wednesday, 9 November 2005 18:40 (twenty years ago)

//oh dude, hallway crushes were the most exciting thing in my life for like 3 years. theyre so perfect in middle/high school because everyone is always doing the same thing every day. its perfect. agh, meeting 11th grade gf in hallway between class is flooding my memory! //

um... I'm in grad school.

― Super Cub (Debito), Wednesday, 9 November 2005 18:44 (twenty years ago)

For a while last spring I think a fellow-commuter had a crush on me. She was very adorable and very tiny and we had some odd relationship where she'd stand next to me on super-crowded trains and I'd keep her from getting crushed or knocked over. That's how the non-speaking fake relationships began: she got tipped over after some sudden braking, and I caught her all smooth and manly-like, very meet-cute. But she was wearing a massive engagement ring, so I think her crush on me was limited to "friendly stranger who I follow onto the train and stare shyly at."

― nabiscothingy, Wednesday, 9 November 2005 21:26 (twenty years ago)

She may have just been really friendly, though, too, because one time I watched her randomly get in a long super-happy conversation with a passing midget.

― nabiscothingy, Wednesday, 9 November 2005 21:27 (twenty years ago)

i thought this said "computer crush."

alas, my weekly commute times are so erratic that i don't have any "regulars" on my route. except for the blind guy i see sometimes.

― america's next top ramen (Jody Beth Rosen), Wednesday, 9 November 2005 21:59 (twenty years ago)

Yeah, I never see the same people, either. I imagine this will change if I start taking Metra (commuter rail) instead of the el (it's closer to my new place).

― jaymc (jaymc), Wednesday, 9 November 2005 22:05 (twenty years ago)

ive dated 2 commuter crushes.

― ddb (ddb), Wednesday, 9 November 2005 22:07 (twenty years ago)

My trains are full of Pratt students (on one train) who're mostly underaged and gay, and really cool-looking handsome men (on the other train) who are inevitably married. Now I'll have to scope more carefully. Someone at my own stop would be good, it would give me a reason to run the platform gauntlet (ie the gazes of everyone else waiting) on my walk to the opposite end.

― Laurel (Laurel), Wednesday, 9 November 2005 22:27 (twenty years ago)

The 8:27 X68 has pretty much the same bunch of slightly colourless characters on it every morning (and I count myself among the transparent) - the geezers reading the Asian Age who all get off at India House on Aldwych, the scripture-devouring Christian bunch (this morning's over-the-shoulder nugget: "I will destroy all witchcraft food in my system, consumed by fire in the name of Jesus". That's gotta hurt, right?), the tall, middle-aged woman who lectures her hapless small, dark companion with the minutiae of her working day, the jumpy mobile call-aheaders ("Yeah, Sal - can you make sure Griff knows we've got the meeting room from 10? Stick a Post-It on his laptop"), the gawky twentysomething with his copy of Nuts, the occasional confused schoolkid desperately ringing the bell as their school vanishes into the distance (or distressed elderly gent who is no more successful in arresting the express at Denmark Hill, hospital visiting hours shrinking as he contemplates the return trip from Waterloo.)

There are a couple who I look forward to seeing. One, early 20s, asymmetrical bob, black businesswear, seems keen to make eye-contact with allcomers. Maybe that first graduate job hasn't lost its shine yet and the bus ride is a bit of a lark. The other...long, fair hair - always wet from the shower - with a lovely Orla Keily bag and a pastel green iPod mini. Once I saw the screen. Coldplay. Ho-hum.

― Michael Jones (MichaelJ), Wednesday, 9 November 2005 22:27 (twenty years ago)

i have a couple of coldplay songs on my ipod. but i wouldn't display them conspicuously...

― america's next top ramen (Jody Beth Rosen), Wednesday, 9 November 2005 22:29 (twenty years ago)

I have plenty of commuter crushes.. the problem is.. I'm in the LEAST social mood when I'm commuting. I'm either barely awake getting to work, or I'm just trying to derail on the way back.

― iDonut B4 x86 (donut), Wednesday, 9 November 2005 22:30 (twenty years ago)

On the way to work, I'm too cerebrally limited to notice most people, either half dozing w/ my iPod or with my nose stuck in my book. On the way home, there's a lovely auburn haired beauty who takes the bus the same time as I do and who is remarkably well put together. Naturally I have never spoken a word to her nor she to me, but I like to see what she's wearing as it's usually quite good.

― M. White (Miguelito), Wednesday, 9 November 2005 22:34 (twenty years ago)

On the way home, it depends on the train: if I ride a Dublin/Pleasanton, it's all exhausted filipina secretaries and stern looking Raiders fans. The Bay Point train might have some Rockridge hotties, but too many married Walnut Creekers. But the Richmond line... ah, it goes right to Berkeley and all that entails.

I confess, some mornings I'll put on a little bay rum 'cause I think I'm gonna see this one berkeley girl.. sad, eh?

― andy --, Wednesday, 9 November 2005 23:01 (twenty years ago)

i swear to god we already did this thread.

all the girls I liked on the train seem to have lost their jobs and I no longer see them

― kyle (akmonday), Thursday, 10 November 2005 00:17 (twenty years ago)

We DID do a Hotties of BART thread, in which you guys mistakenly claimed Ashby was the place, while I doggedly insisted Rockridge is Grand Central Babedom. I'm not sure if it was ever resolved.

― andy --, Thursday, 10 November 2005 00:18 (twenty years ago)

a boy on the UVA campus, on McCormick Rd. and Emmet St. at about 4 pm; blue shirt, blue jeans, glasses, fair, thoughtful looking

not a commute. sorry.

― youn, Thursday, 10 November 2005 02:33 (twenty years ago)

this used to happen to me when i worked in hoboken, there was this one girl i would randomly see on the PATH every few days. gorgeous
of course she always got off at jsq so it wasn't meant to be

― nervous (cochere), Thursday, 10 November 2005 05:29 (twenty years ago)

As i try to vary the time i come to work and leave, it's a different one most days. i travel through a business park so lots of call centre types.

ive dated 2 commuter crushes.

i have slept with fellow commuter once, she was in a club and we got chatting.

― not-goodwin (not-goodwin), Thursday, 10 November 2005 10:51 (twenty years ago)

I've said this on another thread but there's a lady I walk by nearly every morning on my way to work. She is gorgeous in a whole dark haired, shy looking kind of way. I'm smitten. Crazy plans I have come up with to talk to her are to abduct her and force her to live with me on a tropical island; give her a valentine's day card or even (*shock horror*) TALK TO HER! I never will but I LOVE YOU COMMUTER LADY!

― Kv_nol (Kv_nol), Thursday, 10 November 2005 11:16 (twenty years ago)

I'm always happy when I catch the same Metro as the chick with Tourette's who works near my office. Last time she screamed at some sign-toting pro-lifers and scared them off the platform, and probably back to Kansas.

― Stephen X (Stephen X), Thursday, 10 November 2005 17:27 (twenty years ago)

my mum and dad started off as a commuter crush. Mum got a crush on Dad, they travelled on the same train together into work/college. Mum realised that Dad knew another commuter to talk to, who mum also knew, so she arranged it that all three of them would sit together. mum basically told my Dad that he was taking her on a picnic, and initially dad only agreed because he was too embarrased to say no in front of the mutual acquaintance. happily he changed his tune on the picnic.

― Vicky (Vicky), Thursday, 10 November 2005 17:32 (twenty years ago)

This thread is sub missed connections.

― Jdubz (ex machina), Thursday, 10 November 2005 17:49 (twenty years ago)

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