В метро и поезде

[kacho]

la_dy_ashley выложила прикольные постеры в Токийском метро, типа вот такого:

А дальше завязалась переписка на тему, что я видела тут и что узнала.
Эту девушку-то как раз и узнала. Которая с мешком косметики красится в поезде.
Вот прям каждый день почти вижу.

Вот скажите, вы бы стали регулярно краситься в поезде или метро?
При условии, что не трясет, но вокруг толпа народу.
Я - нет. Я считаю, что это странно и неприлично, что краситься надо дома, одной.
Ну элементарные манеры какие-то, заниматься своим туалетом в отсутствии посторонних.
А вот поди ж ты, откуда эта мода в Японии взялась, понять не могу.

PS. Больше всего мне нравится тут маленькая круглая наклеечка с японским текстом "у меня в животе малыш" и с английским "offer your seat to someone in need" :)

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[cherity.livejournal.com]

я как раз вчера на эту тему читала статью
Public Grooming

By LION CALANDRA

WHEN did grooming become a spectator sport?

When I was growing up, back in the days when the express train beat the local, straphangers were content to pass their time in transit with a good book or a crossword puzzle. Occasionally, I’d encounter the loud talker, the nose-picker or someone who had to free themselves of a wedgie. Hey, we’ve all been there.
That’s old school.

These days, if someone seated near me on my morning ride is putting on makeup, someone else is clipping his fingernails (and, on one odd occasion this summer, a toenail). Or they’re plucking eyebrows, tying ties, squeezing pimples, even spraying perfume. There are those who just have to bathe themselves in lotion. Others are brushing their hair. It’s the full monty, commuter style.

A few months ago, a woman sitting across from me on a westbound Long Island Rail Road train was flossing her teeth. When she finished, she threw the silky, slimy string on the floor.

“Maybe you should do that at home,” I chided.

“Maybe you should mind your own business,” she said.

“Maybe tomorrow you can shave your legs on the train,” I bellowed.

“Whatever,” said Miss Dental Hygiene.

Whatever, indeed. It takes a village idiot.

The flosser was a special case. Most days, I suffer in silence, fearful of setting off one of those “What are you looking at?” confrontations unique to this city.

We’re all strapped for time. If a person cannot manage to keep personal business personal, then it’s time for a major life overhaul. Yes, it’s hard to juggle life’s obligations. But, for the record, I don’t want to see others plucking their eyebrows or flossing their teeth. I hate to see myself doing it. I also don’t want to be in the cloud of cologne wafting through the air by the mad spritzer sitting 20 feet from me. It irks my allergies. It takes only a few extra minutes before bedtime or in the morning to tend to personal hygiene, which becomes much less hygienic when it’s done on the subway seat where some vagrant just spent the night.

Each season, as summer turns to fall, I hope the cooler weather will end the sideshow. While a cold spell puts some public groomers on ice, others will not be deterred. Last week, on a Manhattan-bound F train, I saw a man combing his hair. When he was finished, he pulled the hairs from the teeth of the comb and sprinkled them on the floor like he was seeding a field. And recently, on my way home to Queens, a woman seated near me on the E train decided it was an appropriate place to remove her nail polish.

I blame YouTube. A modern-day Circus Maximus, the video networking site makes a public spectacle of private moments. Compared with watching a stranger give birth or seeing a man you’ve never met faint during his own nuptials, popping open the new deodorant you just bought at Duane Reade and applying it on the platform of the uptown No. 1 train (you know who you are) is tame.

It cannot be too much to ask for some things to stay private. Maybe the Metropolitan Transportation Authority could do a public service campaign.

A line must be drawn. Just not with dental floss, please.

[kacho.livejournal.com]

Замечательная статья.
Все верно.

А ссылку на источник? Можно из нее урок хороший сделать.

[cherity.livejournal.com]

я не знаю источник:( эта статья была на конкурсе перевода, в котором я участвовала, в качестве задания, без источников
наверное, погуглить можно