Crazy underground
: I can’t top my colleague’s PATH train sighting: lesbian little people locked in passionate embrace on the train at midnight — twice. Still, I keep trying. Today’s crazy little bit of behavior: A lady comes on, methodically unfolds a black plastic bag, and lays it on a clean seat, with no compunctions about letting it overlap onto the legs of the men on either side of her, who do a very good job of acting as if this is not happening (I think I might have shouted, “Hey lady, what the hell do you think you’re doing?” But I’m a hothead). The next stop, she gets up, folds her bag, and heads off to Jersey City (where, if one wants to keep clean, one should consider wearing a whole-body plastic bag).
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