Mike’s and my Blackberry Messenger Conversation on the Metro this morning


Note: You can’t talk on the Metro, or the unhappy people will shoot you looks like daggers. Even if you choose to ignore their melodramatic glares, you can’t talk or even whisper without being overheard. So, this morning, with Mike sitting next to me, we “talked” using Blackberry Messenger. Even when we had no signal, one of us would type into his/her own blackberry and just show it to the other. The new face of marital communication…


L:       Did that guy just get fired?[the guy who was originally sitting next to me,

before he got off the train]

M:      I wasn’t listening

L:       Then why’d you make that face at me before?

M:      Did you see the guy eating a binder clip facing us on the right?

Or the fact that the guy I was sitting by was taking ¾ of the seat

L:       Well my guy said [on the phone] “so I’m no longer working…”?

I missed what he said after that.

Then he said “Is this effective immediately?”

Then he said “No problem, I’ll just get off at the next stop and

take the train back home”

M:      [in real life, his eyes bug out at me, as if to say, “really??”]

L:       Red and white striped suit

[nods head toward woman about 4 feet away]

{About 20 minutes later}

M:      I tripped on the way up the escalator at CC again. Blah

L:       Haha, did you hurt yourself? I hate tripping upstairs

M:      Nah, I do it every two to three weeks.

Bruises the pride more than anything.


 Aaaand… scene.



  1. #1 by icardi on March 12, 2009 - 7:56 am

    nice :)………oh the life of those who live in D.C.

  2. #2 by Amy K B on March 12, 2009 - 12:02 pm

    that’s so interesting! on the Caltrain and on the VTA lightrail, there’s tons of talking. amusing.

  3. #3 by Phyllis on March 12, 2009 - 12:52 pm

    Weird. You can’t talk? And it’s so quiet that you would be overheard whispering? In the Moscow Metro, most people don’t talk, but that’s because the trains themselves are so loud. When you do talk, you have to yell.

    And you can sit on the way to work. Wow. That’s real cultural difference!

  4. #4 by Mike and Laura Icardi on March 12, 2009 - 1:05 pm


    Thanks for following the blog – it’s so fun to hear from you! FaceBook or email me sometime and tell me about your life in CA. Do you have a blog?


    The train can be loud, but it is deathly silent as far as voices go. So, yeah, people hear each other – especially on days when the train’s running more smoothly. Even if someone just uses their cell phone to tell a family member they’re almost home (some people get picked up from the metro, so their family members need to know when to arrive), they get dirty looks from the strangers around them. Grumpy Washingtonians…

    And we get on at the second stop on the “Orange Line” so we almost always get seats. But anyone getting on after us is too late. Sometimes we have to stand, but that’s rare since we get on at almost the beginning of the route. 🙂

  5. #5 by laurahinely on March 20, 2009 - 3:36 pm

    haha! I liked this post. do it again! (with a new conversation)

  6. #6 by Victoria Burg on March 23, 2009 - 3:47 pm

    Oh goodness! That conversation is too funny. Although, the ending is sad. :/ Stairs don’t like humans.

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