Underground vs Subway Showdown Finale Etiquette

London Underground

In the final post about the Underground vs Subway Showdown I compare the people when I look at etiquette on both systems.

I probably have written about this before when living in New York. People can be rude on the subway. Well, maybe not rude but self-centered. It’s easy to say that in any densely populated area you get some percentage of clowns. In New York I would constantly have to walk around someone sitting on stairways. Tying their shoes on a busy stairway. Walking against crowds on stairways or hallways. Then there are the people who walk into a relatively empty train and stop right at the door. The door huggers are likely the same people that won’t move into the middle of the car when it’s super crowded and there’s plenty of room in the middle. It feels like mad Max underground sometimes.

In London I was surprised that people do walk the wrong way and a hallway or on the stairwell. I thought that was a big no-no here. Just like cutting the queu is. Some people do it however it’s not terrible. I will say that in all the stations there are signs and barricades to herd the people in a much better way than I’ve seen in New York. Generally people follow the signs. The only exception is the overpass at the station by my house. For some reason people do not read what it says keep left.

In London pregnant women can get buttons so people know to stand up and give them a seat. I have seen strangers tap people sitting down to make room for ladies with the button. That is a stark contrast to New York when my wife was pregnant she would have to rub her belly or just tell people they needed to get up from the handicap seats because otherwise many people wouldn’t get up.

When I go anywhere with the kids even if my wife and the kids get seats people offer to get up for me to. I almost feel awkward to take it but everyone is pretty friendly. When it is just me in New York everyone was generally equally very friendly. Yet if it was a crowded train the kids would typically get seats only. I am generally impressed with the level of effort people goto to help a family out.

After I wrote this post I came back and had to make updates to it. I  taking the escalator down the platform in Canary wharf to catch the Jubilee line. It was rush-hour and it was crowded. And I saw a large amount of people standing on the platform. Always interesting to me was that everyone was standing in a line by where the door for the train would open. This station is relatively new so there were glass doors between the platform and tracks so you know where the doors will open. People line up on either side of those doors and wait in queue for a train to arrive. I remembered I’ve seen that before at rush hour in that station. That visual alone in my opinion gets London the win. I cannot remember ever seeing such an orderly display of waiting in New York.

As you might’ve guessed the winner here London, easily. I still think New York gets a bad reputation for people being not nice. On the subway there is some validity to that.

Winner

If you’ve read this far you can tell that there’s no contest for me here. My unscientific rating system is the London mass transit system (Tube & DLR for me) is just better. There are some aspects of the New York city transit system that I miss. They just aren’t that compelling enough to come anywhere near swaying the decision. For example I irrationally miss a good express train. Even when the Tube trains I take generally feel like (and i have been told they actually do) they move faster than an express or a local in New York.

My New New New MacBook Pro

Yesterday (as of writing not publishing this) I got my new MacBook Pro for work. I requested it in May and due to several factors I only received it in late August. The good news about living through a huge lead time was that after the new model was announced I got automatically switched over get that one since they couldn’t source the old one. Turns out they will order you a new computer when the battery starts bulging on the old one to the point where it won’t lie flat on the desk anymore. On top of the fact that it was out of warranty.

Thew new MacBook Pro is pretty nice. It is a well-equipped 15″ touch bar in space gray. I spent all of my spare time over the past two days including last night on my couch trying to set it up. In many ways this computer is more powerful than the 2015 13 inch pro I have. In others it’s not. It has the same amount of RAM. It also comes with the same SSD size. The processor is several generations newer. There is a discrete graphics card in it and it is the same weight as my old 13″ model since prior generations made the machines lighter.

The biggest first world problem I have with it is that it’s a 15″ machine. It doesn’t fit into the bag I have and love. It may be the same weight as what I had previously but compared to a new 13″ model it is a pound heavier. One of the reasons I opted for the larger one is that a lot of time I work from an office that I am not officially based out of that is nearby. I don’t always have the opportunity to get a desk with a monitor. Working off a 13 inch screen with my eyes isn’t the most fun thing to do in the world. The 15″ is a bit better but still not obviously the same thing as sitting in front of a 24″ or 27″ monitor.

The decision I had to make was what has become the typical laptop trade-off question. Do I go for size at the detriment of performance? Or do I go for the bigger much more powerful machine? In my case I yin-yang and went with the larger MacBook. The final deciding factor was simplicity. The size and configuration I ended up with is a standard offering. The smaller 13″ MacBook would have to be a special order and thus take more time. The feedback I got from friends who tried it said just buy the 15 inch and be happy with it. So I did the opposite of what I did several years ago when I went from a 15″ to 13″. I went from small to big. My reasoning changed because my situation changed.

One of the huge downsides of the new Macbook’s are the fact that they require USB C. Since most devices are not USB C I need dongle’s. I have two USB to USB C adapters in my bag. A USB C to DVI adapter in my bag. On top of that I have a small dock in the office I travel to and a full dock at my regular office. Hopefully more USB C native devices will come out however its been a few years since these models were launched and its not much better than it was when they first came out.

Next up is getting my stickers on it…

It Is Setting In That I Do Not Live in NY Anymore

airport display boards

I think it is starting to settle in that I live in England. When M’s The other parents were visiting we were discussing our plans to visit New York area next year. They asked if we were going to fly in Philadelphia due to wearing New Jersey we were going to go. I was about to say a course were going to go to JFK then I realized I don’t live near there anymore. We’re just visiting we can fly into whatever the closest airport is.

Such a minor thing to discuss however it is something like that that my brain clicks and it is like oh yeah.

My 10 Year Anniversary

It was 10 years ago today that i started with Thomson Reuters.  It is the most recent chapter in my career.  it is also the longest.  Last year I did a run down of some statistics.  This year I add moving two offices and a continent to those numbers.  Lots of work changes coming up.  In some ways work here is still as interesting and challenging as it was 10 years ago.  Having several roles, managers, office locations over those 10 years helps make everything new again every few years.

With big changes on the horizon with the organization I am curious on what is to come in the upcoming year.

The Best Way to Make Something a Permanent Solution is…

The best way to make something a permanent solution is to call it a temporary one. That is one of my motto’s at work.

Note that is not any data center at my company.  Although I did used to walk by a desktop computer in a hallway that had a big sign on it that said do not shut off, production.  Production for what i had no idea nor did i want to ever find out.

My Dad’s Stories and His Idea Of Urgent

At the time of me sitting down to write this post it’s been about seven months since my dad passed away. Just dictating that sentence got me choked up for second. I finally feel comfortable enough to start writing a few little stories I’ve been wanting to tell about my dad. I jotted down a bunch of ideas in January and I hope to remember more of them. Some stand on my mind more than others. Here goes.

My dad was a physicians assistant. Since I was pretty little he had worked in an emergency room. He loved the excitement of a good trauma. From every indication he was really good at it also. Being trained in medicine and working in an emergency room you tend to gauge or triage things differently than someone who probably doesn’t save lives for a living.

When someone would ask him to do something, usually my mom and claim that it was urgent to him. His response would be something like how badly are you bleeding? If the answer was not a lot or not at all then he would reply that is not urgent.

So basically to him unless you’re bleeding it’s not urgent. To take it a step further he said on several occasions that you’re not really bleeding unless blood shooting across the room and splattering on a wall somewhere. He was basically describing an aortic bleed.

That was my dad. He was pretty black-and-white on those kind of things. Of course I knew exactly where I stood when you needed him to make an urgent priority call.