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Well, my first day on the job went fine, though if our trainer is going to read us the entire handbook page by page I'm going to need to lay in serious amounts of sugar to keep my attention up.

More later...I've had a bit of a relapse healthwise and I want to go sleep. But all is well, more or less.

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So, a woman passed out essentially into my lap on the subway this morning. Clearly all the thank-you notes I never sent as a child are coming back on me and it's my time to Do Good Turns. I find I don't mind.

I keep hearing all these stories about the Indifferent City, not just of Chicago but New York and Boston, San Francisco, any big city really. But I've never once experienced it. When she went down, fortunately in a crowded car that broke her fall, three things happened:

A woman nearby took out her cellphone, called 911, and ordered paramedics to the nearest El stop.
A young man and two or three others got her up and into the empty seat next to me, calling for water.
Someone across the way shouted at me to push the emergency button (there wasn't one on my side) and then pushed the emergency door-open button in their alarm (it didn't open). Their heart was in the right place, anyway.

The poor kid was a legal intern, due at court and already running late. While I called her boss she started to cry in embarrassment and probably a good deal out of nerves. I gave her my water bottle and made her take small sips till we hit the station and the other man took her off the train. Someone even saved my seat so I could make sure she got onto the platform and that the other guy would stay with her until the paramedics came.

I live alone in a city where until four days ago I had no local friends, a city that encompasses a quarter of the population (by certain guidelines, 65%) of Illinois. I don't give money to panhandlers as often as I should, and probably most other people don't either. It's big and freezing cold and it has a lot of problems. But I did make a promise to praise the glory of my home, and it's not hard to do that.

Common human decency is alive and well and rides the El to work in the morning.

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1. [info]theoriginalspy was right. This episode was just one long festival of fun fluff and I loved it. I especially loved the New Orleans subplot and Kevin Eubanks, because Kevin Eubanks is the last redeeming thing about The Tonight Show.

2. Okay, I like the expression "a fraction of a man" as much as anyone, but should they really have two separate characters describe two of Jordan's exes that way? Also, the mistakenly heiling Santa was a toy released in Germany and then hastily recalled.

3. COULD DANNY BE ANY MORE AWESOME? I THINK NOT.

3a. Coconuts and Suzanne are both FTW.

3b. It's reached Mullet proportions. Somebody kill Matthew Perry's hairstylist.