New York Shitty Pay Phone Du Jour: Power To The People
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, The Word On The Street
Taken November 14, 2015.
New York Shitty Pay Phone Du Jour: Something Missing?
Anyone in advertising will tell you that the placement of your message is integral to reaching your “target audience”. If this is indeed the case the one man (?) army who has seen fit to saturate Bedford Avenue with the above anti-circumcision polemics got it right with this pay phone (which is located at the corner of North 7 Street). Judging by the aroma which emanates from this communication device it is clearly the ad hoc urinal of choice hereabouts.
Miss Heather
P.S.: Nary a parking meter has missed this person’s attention.
New York Shitty Pay Phone Du Jour: Mum
From the India Street entrance of the Queens-bound Crosstown Local.
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Pay Phone Du Jour: Loved
Filed under: 11211, East Williamsburg, East Williamsburg Brooklyn, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
From Graham Avenue.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Pay Phone Du Jour: It’s BAAACK!
Remember the pay phone I wrote about this weekend? Well, the folks at Verizon have seen fit to repair it. I for one find this fascinating given the customer service yours truly has experienced at this organization’s hands. READ: being without telephone and/or Internet service for an entire week and/or until Verizon sees fit to send someone to fix it. I’m guessing this phone makes them a lot of money.
Miss Heather
P.S.: Oh yeah, I’d feel remiss if I also didn’t share this select morsel from down the block which I call the “Kielbasa phone”.
Tasty!
Greenpoint Pay Phone Du Jour: Disconnected
Over the last couple of weeks yours truly has noticed the above pay phone (which is located at 1005 Manhattan Avenue) has become rather popular with certain individuals in my community. Or to put it more accurately: one man will use the phone while his buddies (all of whom seem to have a lot of free time on their hands) hang around and wait. This very scenario came to pass last Thursday. They were there for at least 20 minutes. Some may say it takes a village to raise a child, but in yours truly’s experience it does not take a team of buddies to call one’s mother— if you know what I mean. Suffice it to say I found this activity to be more than a little suspicious. Now jump forward to today: October 9, 2010.
It would appear I am not the only person who has taken notice of this phenomenon.
What I find fascinating is how this anonymous saboteur not only saw fit to remove the receiver in its entirety— cord and all— but went to the additional trouble of filling the coin slot with grout. The final “fuck you”, if you will, is the fact he (or she) left the bottle cap with which he (or she) applied said grout on the top of said phone. I’m guessing so as to make it clear this was not an accident.
So it goes on the wild west fringe of the County of Kings: Greenpoint Brooklyn, USA.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Pay Phone Du Jour: Munchies
More often than not the Garden Spot’s public pay phones are a haven for empty with fifths of vodka, brandy and/or packs of cigarettes. So you can imagine my surprise when I spied this array of sensible snacks (replete with Hi-C!) at Greenpoint Avenue this afternoon. Could this be yet another sign of Greenpoint gentrification? I’ll let you, dear readers, make the call.
Miss Heather
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