As a typical American with little public transit experience, I’m right there with you. My understanding from people who do use public transit, though, is that eating a meal on the metro is a heresy deserving of immediate and excruciating death.
Its a sensory thing IMO. You’re subjecting a captive audience to smells that may linger. Not to mention potentially making a mess for someone else to clean up
In general, yeah. But it really depends; if it’s a mom and her kid, or if it looks like someone shuttling between multiple jobs and this is the only time they have, then I’d give em a pass.
Fuck that. It’s a slippery slope. I’d argue public spaces like that need to serve their purpose singularly to be effective and useful to the public. It’s hard enough to run a transit system, being a mobile cafeteria in addition will only serve to degrade an already precarious service. Not to mention it’s incredibly rude to subject your fellow riders to the accompanying crumbs and grease, no matter your own circumstances.
As a typical American with little public transit experience, I’m right there with you. My understanding from people who do use public transit, though, is that eating a meal on the metro is a heresy deserving of immediate and excruciating death.
Its a sensory thing IMO. You’re subjecting a captive audience to smells that may linger. Not to mention potentially making a mess for someone else to clean up
Just going at a rotisserie like Cookie Monster would be rude, but regular riders learn to ignore most things, so I doubt anyone would say anything.
That mental image, Jesus christ
In general, yeah. But it really depends; if it’s a mom and her kid, or if it looks like someone shuttling between multiple jobs and this is the only time they have, then I’d give em a pass.
Fuck that. It’s a slippery slope. I’d argue public spaces like that need to serve their purpose singularly to be effective and useful to the public. It’s hard enough to run a transit system, being a mobile cafeteria in addition will only serve to degrade an already precarious service. Not to mention it’s incredibly rude to subject your fellow riders to the accompanying crumbs and grease, no matter your own circumstances.