yesterday morning, i woke up pretty cheerful. freshly bleached hair, makeup on point, lovely weather… i even left the house early. then i got to the subway, where within 10 mins of leaving my house, my day was ruined.
i was standing on my platform, waiting for either local train. there wasn’t a crowded platform… people weren’t standing on top of each other, so i didn’t think there would be a rat race for seats… there i was – standing in my usual spot (i know where the train door will be), only standing next to some white dude that was pulling his laptop out of his bag. the train door pulls up in front of us, and i’m right behind him, while people are strolling out of the train car. i can see he’s going for one of the two available seats in the two seater bench to the right, and a girl is taking up two seats across from the empty seats. i start to sit down next to him, and some old lady parks herself underneath me to the point that i sit on her. like, she weaseled in and had to put her hands up so i wouldn’t fully sit on her. i’m like ??????????
she’s lucky that i didn’t just throw a damn haymaker, because i turned around and i saw that she was a crabby old bitch. i told her there was a seat across from where she just sat down – so wtf? …she shrugged at me and ignored me, pretending to read. i used various curse words combined with the word “weird”, because she jolted my adrenaline within seconds.
i had to tap the girl taking up two seats on the knee to get her attention, and finally sat down (ironically underneath one of those new MTA courtesy campaign ads). the crabby, older lady actually had the damn nerve to get up TWO stops later.
people are fucking insane.
lastly: i noticed that the old crab was wearing a cross around her neck. now, i know i’m not the ideal catholic girl in any sense… i pretty much forgo my license to practice my own religion, but i’m pretty sure that wasn’t very good christian behavior on her part. jesus would not have approved of that bullcocky. i hope he shook his head at her. i took out my earbuds just to tell her that, but i never got the chance to. that’s when she got up… TWO. STOPS. LATER.
has anything like this ever happened to you on the subway? how did you deal with it?