Riding Subways for a hobby is sad.
But also makes for some great stories.
Ever seen a gang of queer thugs? I have. They were on the train with us Friday night on the way back to our hotel from Brooklyn. Of course, they weren't real thugs, just drunk homos who liked to dance and freestyle. Remember that Julia Stiles movie? Very similar.
People, why on earth are you riding the train with your newborn/infant/toddler at 2 AM?
Empty subway cars on otherwise packed trains = bad news. Death, defecation, wild animals, or worse - a broken air conditioner.
Family vacationers are easy targets. Especially when wearing "Freedom isn't Free" shirts with huge Bald Eagles or American Flags screen printed on the front.
18 minutes is a long time to wait for your Metrocard to work again.
Mind the gap people, mind the gap.
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