On the Local

Strange things that happen to me or people I know while in transit in NYC.

Friday, October 27, 2006

10/27 In front of Port Authority

I'm walking past a homeless man sitting on the steps of Port Authority muttering to himself. Upon seeing me, he jumps to his feet.
Homeless guy: I know you! How do I know you? (I walk away quickly, knowing I don't know him.) Come back! I know you!

10/19 42nd & Broadway

Briel and I walk along, guy comes up to us.
Guy: Hey, ladies. (We continue walking, ignoring him.) What? You're not gonna talk to me cause I'm black? There's a cop right there. I'm gonna go talk to him and tell him you won't talk to me cause I'm black.
Briel: (about him, to me) No, it's cause you're crazy.

We walk faster.

10/15 NW into Manhattan

Drunk guy sits in corner of subway swigging a clear liquid out of a bottle hidden in a brown paper bag. Get ups, staggers with motion of train and topples into seat across from me.
Drunk guy (to me): Hey lady! Hey lady! GO AWAY! GET AWAY!
I pretend to not hear him and turn up my ipod.
Drunk guy (gets up in my face: Hey lady! Hey lady! GO AWAYYYYYYYY
I still pretend not to hear him. We arrive at Queensboro Plaza. Doors open. Drunk guy stands in path of doors, giggling as they hit him each time they attempt to close.
Conductor: I see you! I see you! Get out of the doors!
Drunk guy: (Notices my hair) Oh, pretty!
Suddenly I feel his fingers running through my hair. I get up and walk quickly to the other end of the train. Fellow New Yorkers sit and watch in silence. Drunk guy is surprised and loses his balance, falling backwards out of the train. The conductor closes the doors and we take of, leaving him on the platform. I am saved.

Grand Central 10/14

(I'm standing near the wall texting)
Homeless Drug Addict Man: Are you taking pictures? Can I see?
Me: Um, no I was just texting a friend.
Homeless Drug Addict Man: Oh. In that case can I have 50 cents?
Me: I don't have any money on me.
Homeless Drug Addict Man: Oh, well then can I have your phone number cause you look like you need a friend.
Me: I don't really give out my number, sorry.
Homeless Drug Addict Man: Oh, then why don't I give you mine and you can call me and we'll hang out!
Me: Maybe some other time. (walks away)
Homeless Drug Addict Man: Ok, see you soon friend!!!