Juicy Subway Drama
I was on the train to work yesterday afternoon, and got out at Columbus Circle to transfer to the D or B, both of which go to my final stop. There were muffled announcements about the D, something about its having been rerouted, which were confirmed when the D came trundling down the local line (it is normally express). They kept the D cooling its wheels for at least 7 minutes as the conductor explained, over and over, to passengers that that D would be running along a different line (8th Avenue) instead of along 6th Avenue. Fine, then GET GOING. As long as they stayed there, the B train (a local) couldn't come in. Then another D came in, and stayed there. During this time at least 6 A trains came and went. SO ANNOYING.
Finally a B came along and I got in. I guess the excessive delay had unhinged some people because I could hear some woman speaking very sharply to someone on the other end of the car. "No, you shut up. No, shut up." In one of those hideous Brooklyn accents--in fact she sounded quite like The Fungus (I could tell it wasn't she, though). She kept going on, and I could hear another woman trying to explain "If you'd just said that at the beginning, I wouldn't have bothered you--" She kept trying to explain herself or defuse the situation, but Brooklyn Accent wasn't having it and kept cutting her off. The whole car was listening (she was pretty loud). She was saying something like "Don't you EVUH cawl anothuh woman a bitch! How dayuh you!"
I had to be at the other end of the car anyway so I started edging my way down to one of the middle doors (I couldn't get all the way to the other end, the car was too packed). So I stopped at one of the middle doors and just as the other woman seemed to have decided it was pointless to try to say anything to Brooklyn Accent. But then someone else decided to take up the slack--some guy, younger (maybe in his late 20s) with an iPod asked her "Have you taken your meds?" She snarled "This has nothing to do with you." He said "You've involved the whole car because you're incredibly annoying. You need to be shut the fuck up." She said something about "Your mothuh" and he responded "Oh, 'your mother' jokes, really? How original." This went on for a bit--he just kept shutting her down with these unflappable responses. It was pretty entertaining. I wanted to point out to her the hypocrisy in her first saying "don't call women bitches" and then insulting some guy's mother. I did get a better look at Brooklyn Accent--she even looks a bit like The Fungus! Reddish, messy hair, pasty skin, a few extra pounds. How horrifying to think there's more than one.
Finally a B came along and I got in. I guess the excessive delay had unhinged some people because I could hear some woman speaking very sharply to someone on the other end of the car. "No, you shut up. No, shut up." In one of those hideous Brooklyn accents--in fact she sounded quite like The Fungus (I could tell it wasn't she, though). She kept going on, and I could hear another woman trying to explain "If you'd just said that at the beginning, I wouldn't have bothered you--" She kept trying to explain herself or defuse the situation, but Brooklyn Accent wasn't having it and kept cutting her off. The whole car was listening (she was pretty loud). She was saying something like "Don't you EVUH cawl anothuh woman a bitch! How dayuh you!"
I had to be at the other end of the car anyway so I started edging my way down to one of the middle doors (I couldn't get all the way to the other end, the car was too packed). So I stopped at one of the middle doors and just as the other woman seemed to have decided it was pointless to try to say anything to Brooklyn Accent. But then someone else decided to take up the slack--some guy, younger (maybe in his late 20s) with an iPod asked her "Have you taken your meds?" She snarled "This has nothing to do with you." He said "You've involved the whole car because you're incredibly annoying. You need to be shut the fuck up." She said something about "Your mothuh" and he responded "Oh, 'your mother' jokes, really? How original." This went on for a bit--he just kept shutting her down with these unflappable responses. It was pretty entertaining. I wanted to point out to her the hypocrisy in her first saying "don't call women bitches" and then insulting some guy's mother. I did get a better look at Brooklyn Accent--she even looks a bit like The Fungus! Reddish, messy hair, pasty skin, a few extra pounds. How horrifying to think there's more than one.