Of all the cartoons I enjoyed growing up, Charlie Brown (and his crew) endure as one of my favorites. I love how he keeps trying and always thinks the best of people. And they were honest and wholesome (it floored me when I heard Peppermint Patty say she would "give him a tumble" (referring to a foreign exchange student) in one of the later shows). They didn't have violence or ugly language, just people being people and friends who came out to help each other in the end.
I'm not sure why I was thinking of Charlie Brown this morning. I was actually thinking that I don't understand people very well. You know that Pk and I ride a commuter train across the bridge into Philadelphia every morning. It's reliable and fairly inexpensive compared to driving and parking.
Today, like most days, we were watching the people around us as they get on the train and I realized there are things I just don't get.
I don't get why everyone looks so miserable so early in the morning.
I don't get why people stand when there are seats available.
I don't get why people sit on the outside seat thus making it harder for other folks to sit down.
I really don't get why people who choose to stand STAND IN THE DOORWAYS! so that no one can get on/off the train.