The Commuter
Because of an eight AM class this semester, I have gotten the privilege of being a commuter on the light rail.
Here are some things I have noticed:
1) Men, almost exclusively, read the newspaper. The majority read the Star Tribune, but the Pioneer Press is also represented. No matter which one it is, reading the paper is typically reserved for men on the train.
2) So if the men read the paper, what do the women do? After all they are the majority of light rail commuters. From my observations, women like novels and celebrity tabloids to pass their time on the train. From what I can see, the novels tend to be of the trashy romance variety. The most reoccurring titles are any from the Twilight series and anything by Danielle Steel.
3) Most commuter men are also more conscious than women of the personal space bubble. Not to say that the women don’t acknowledge it, but they tend to creep over it and accidently elbow you more often than men do. Although, at this point I’m unsure if the men are more conscious of my space because of the opposite sex thing, or if men actually pay more attention to it in any situation.