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So one day I took the express B train with a friend and the train conductor announced "WE ARE NOW MAKING ALL LOCAL STOPS"
So I said "Na-ah!"
and my friend said "Ah-ha!"
so I said "Psst"
and my friend said "Pfft"
...............boy, that was one craaazy day! -
flux wrote: So one day I took the express B train with a friend and the train conductor announced "WE ARE NOW MAKING ALL LOCAL STOPS"
That is why I drive, yeah baby. Vroom!!!
So I said "Na-ah!"
and my friend said "Ah-ha!"
so I said "Psst"
and my friend said "Pfft"
...............boy, that was one craaazy day! -
ok here is a tasty one. mind you this got NO news coverage as far as my research.
riding on the G train from lorimer to bedford nostrand.
guy gets on the train acting a little crazy, white guy, maybe 35, had that sort of psychotic pressense to him and was carrying a motorcycle helmet and had a backpack on. he sits down next to a young (early 20's) very attractive girl and blatantly and rudely hits on her, she was uncomfortable and got up and switched seats. i am sitting directly across from this nut and we made eye contact a few times. he even tried to talk to me a few times....i forget what he asked but he was speaking directly to me and i think i did not respond. next thing that happens....
he announces "Lady's and Gentelman there is a bomb in my bag that will go off in 10 seconds"! he than proceeded to stand up and put his motorcycle helmet on. people freaked and ran to either end of the train in a panic, the energy was intense. He went on to say praise Ala several times. i stayed put, scared shitless counting down from 10 mentally in my head embracing the moment and preparing for the great void that is death. i could feel the energy get more and more intense as my mental countdown closed down in my head, finally 3, 2, 1.....nothing. i looked at him and knew at that point he was full of shit.
everyone is still scared shitless and trying to be as far away from this guy as possible. the train stops and who else gets on but a good friend of mine and old roommate, he has his ipod on and is completely oblivious to what had just occurred. i walk up to him and he takes his ipod off and give me a big smile and is like "yo man, waz up!". i had to try to explain to him what was happening. the crazy guy was still on the train. he was running around and when the train would stop he would run out one door and come back in another. many people got off the train the first time it stopped but i only had two more stops to go till i was home and figured the guy was just a nut and seeing how long it would take to catch the next G train i toughed it out. the guy stayed on the train the whole way yelling crazyness...and fucking with people.
when i got off at my stop i ran up to the mta guy at the booth and told him what just occurred in detail. he looks at me without a care in the world and asked me if i told the guy driving the train. i said no i did not have time, or really access to the front of the train to do that, please do something this guy needs to be arrested and just stares at me and goes "there is nothing i can do". i looked at him and was like wtf man, if you see something say something, i am fucking saying something. there is a guy on the smith and 9th bound G making bomb threats and yelling praise Ala. he was like nothing i can do, should have told the mta people on the train. surely he could have radio'd the train, called the NYPD, something. i walked out of the station to my way home in complete disguise with how fucking ignorant and lazy this guy was. "if you see something say something" and here i SAW something and was SAYING something and it was pretty fucking serous and this lazy bum did nothing.
it took me a while to shake what had happened. but at least i got a cool story out of it, my friends often ask me to "tell that story about the guy on the train making bomb threats".
i got another good one that involves a knife and me possibly saving a guys life.....i will save that for another post.
also an intense fist fight on the A train.....
an old drunk guy flashing his penis last halloween on the C....
i am always there when the weird shit happens. -
wow. that's quite a story.
this morning on my way to work I walked up the stairs on the Union Square NQRW platform to discover a group of six cops carrying a man in what I can only describe as a full body restraint wrap through the corridor to the exit. He was yelling "Help me! Help me!" and all I could see were his feet. They took him up the stairs of the gazebo entrance to an ambulance that was waiting on 14th street.
There's also a lot of press coverage about a blog post on FreeWilliamsburg, which complained about a woman very actively watching porn on her iPod on a crowded L train. -
i had the cheese sub
it was terrible
i asked for the manager
that's when i realized i was at a blimpies -
Just a couple of days ago....
I was on my way to work, with my headphones on. Some guy comes into the car asking for money (I think, cause I'm jamming to tunes). The woman next to me starts rummaging through her purse, so I think she's going to give him money, but she takes out a folder from Target. I hit pause on the POD and hear her say, "Yes, Target is accepting applications!" He's all, "Thank you," and she says, "Now you have no excuse to beg on the train!"
It was pretty cool. She says she carries them around with her. -
Subject: Stepping on my foot
I was riding a crowded Brooklyn bound B-train yesterday and this russian woman kept stepping on my foot. I was sitting and she was standing. When I pointed it out to her, she shrugged and then smirked, saying "So???" No "Excuse me," or "I'm sorry." We continue to ride and she continues to step on my foot. This time, I raise my voice, "Stop stepping on my damn foot! If you do it again, I'm going to stomp on your foot so hard....you're gonna wish you hadn't gotten on this train..." Again, she smirks, and says "Well move your foot!! Where am I supposed to stand??" This time I said, "Just try me...do it again!" And then, under her breath, she mumbles, "Well..if your feet weren't so BIG..."
Two minutes later, just as we pulled out from Atlantic station, she steps on my foot again. And what do I do? I stomped the hell out of her foot!! Problem solved. She didn't step on my toes again. -
RBG...nice man!
you gave her fair warning and it sounds like she was being rude and got what she deserved. -
i was waiting for the C on Franklin Ave. I had JUST missed the train as i walked in ... so my fiance and i were the only people in the station besides one other guy. it's a long platform so there's no blocking seeing everyone. he was sitting on top of one of the trashcans, whistling and swinging his feet. seemed like a normal dude hanging out on a trash can. the station began to fill with people. the man then jumped off the trashcan, adjusted his pants, and walked out. and then the smell hit us. the man sitting next to us on a trashcan had just pooped.
ok, not that great. but a good story to tell people from outside the city. -
One my apologies for the clerk. I spend all day trying to figure out ways to make the subways safer. His behavior was wrong and he should have made a report. If you want, call the station manager and tell that person the day/time and booth. The booth has a number posted - usually a letter and a two to four digit number.
Two if you are ever in that situation again, leave the train car. New Yorkers don't flee easily especially when they have seats. In the next car do one of two things: If it is a new technology car that has an intercom to the conductor use it to tell the conductor what has happened. If it is an old technology car, wait until the car has pulled into the station and pull the emergency brake. Then tell the conductor - person in the middle car who sticks his/her head out at each stop - what happened.
Three the sad fact is that if transit is to remain open, we all need to take security seriously. Asian countries do a bang up job of producing really useful but scary public address messages. We need to do better here.
Four, I am sorry for failing to add a new story.brooklynlager wrote: ok here is a tasty one. mind you this got NO news coverage as far as my research.
riding on the G train from lorimer to bedford nostrand.
guy gets on the train acting a little crazy, white guy, maybe 35, had that sort of psychotic pressense to him and was carrying a motorcycle helmet and had a backpack on. he sits down next to a young (early 20's) very attractive girl and blatantly and rudely hits on her, she was uncomfortable and got up and switched seats. i am sitting directly across from this nut and we made eye contact a few times. he even tried to talk to me a few times....i forget what he asked but he was speaking directly to me and i think i did not respond. next thing that happens....
he announces "Lady's and Gentelman there is a bomb in my bag that will go off in 10 seconds"! he than proceeded to stand up and put his motorcycle helmet on. people freaked and ran to either end of the train in a panic, the energy was intense. He went on to say praise Ala several times. i stayed put, scared shitless counting down from 10 mentally in my head embracing the moment and preparing for the great void that is death. i could feel the energy get more and more intense as my mental countdown closed down in my head, finally 3, 2, 1.....nothing. i looked at him and knew at that point he was full of shit.
everyone is still scared shitless and trying to be as far away from this guy as possible. the train stops and who else gets on but a good friend of mine and old roommate, he has his ipod on and is completely oblivious to what had just occurred. i walk up to him and he takes his ipod off and give me a big smile and is like "yo man, waz up!". i had to try to explain to him what was happening. the crazy guy was still on the train. he was running around and when the train would stop he would run out one door and come back in another. many people got off the train the first time it stopped but i only had two more stops to go till i was home and figured the guy was just a nut and seeing how long it would take to catch the next G train i toughed it out. the guy stayed on the train the whole way yelling crazyness...and fucking with people.
when i got off at my stop i ran up to the mta guy at the booth and told him what just occurred in detail. he looks at me without a care in the world and asked me if i told the guy driving the train. i said no i did not have time, or really access to the front of the train to do that, please do something this guy needs to be arrested and just stares at me and goes "there is nothing i can do". i looked at him and was like wtf man, if you see something say something, i am fucking saying something. there is a guy on the smith and 9th bound G making bomb threats and yelling praise Ala. he was like nothing i can do, should have told the mta people on the train. surely he could have radio'd the train, called the NYPD, something. i walked out of the station to my way home in complete disguise with how fucking ignorant and lazy this guy was. "if you see something say something" and here i SAW something and was SAYING something and it was pretty fucking serous and this lazy bum did nothing.
it took me a while to shake what had happened. but at least i got a cool story out of it, my friends often ask me to "tell that story about the guy on the train making bomb threats".
i got another good one that involves a knife and me possibly saving a guys life.....i will save that for another post.
also an intense fist fight on the A train.....
an old drunk guy flashing his penis last halloween on the C....
i am always there when the weird shit happens. -
anyhow
"look you now! larpers!", yelled i to distract
my cloak of invisibility donned i
and through the nearest door and into the a subway, ran i
slowly it moved
it was then i realized i had boarded another sandwich shop -
I saw something and said something one time like a sucker. There was this bag sitting on the ledge between two turnstiles at the Chambers street 2/3 station and there was no one around that it could have belonged to. My mother had just gone down there so of course if there was one time I was going to say something, it was then.
I walked up to the booth to tell the MTA clerk, and she was completely passed out asleep. After knocking on the glass for a while she came to and I was able to point out the bag (which was full) sitting on the turnstile. She came out of the booth, kind of mumbling (i think pissed that i woke her up).. walked over to the bag, picked it up, unzipped it and dumped out the contents on the floor. Then she walked back to the booth, went in and closed her eyes again.
It struck me as the absolute wrong way to handle the situation, and I'm just glad that there was nothing nefarious in the bag.. cause she (and maybe I) would have had at least our hands blown off.
Of course I have countless other crazy subway stories - lived here since I was born. My favorites though, are when people who would never normally talk to one another end up laughing and bonding about what ever crazy isht is happening. -
brooklynlager wrote: i looked at him and was like wtf man, if you see something say something, i am fucking saying something. there is a guy on the smith and 9th bound G making bomb threats and yelling praise Ala.
I know this is a serious story but that line made me LOL real hard. -
brooklynlager wrote: ok here is a tasty one. mind you this got NO news coverage as far as my research.
So I need to ask the question: some crazy guy gets on the train and starts yelling about a bomb. There would be no way that I would stay on that train until my stop. Next station and I am off that thing. You STAYED ON THE TRAIN?
riding on the G train from lorimer to bedford nostrand.
guy gets on the train acting a little crazy, white guy, maybe 35, had that sort of psychotic pressense to him and was carrying a motorcycle helmet and had a backpack on. he sits down next to a young (early 20's) very attractive girl and blatantly and rudely hits on her, she was uncomfortable and got up and switched seats. i am sitting directly across from this nut and we made eye contact a few times. he even tried to talk to me a few times....i forget what he asked but he was speaking directly to me and i think i did not respond. next thing that happens....
he announces "Lady's and Gentelman there is a bomb in my bag that will go off in 10 seconds"! he than proceeded to stand up and put his motorcycle helmet on. people freaked and ran to either end of the train in a panic, the energy was intense. He went on to say praise Ala several times. i stayed put, scared shitless counting down from 10 mentally in my head embracing the moment and preparing for the great void that is death. i could feel the energy get more and more intense as my mental countdown closed down in my head, finally 3, 2, 1.....nothing. i looked at him and knew at that point he was full of shit.
everyone is still scared shitless and trying to be as far away from this guy as possible. the train stops and who else gets on but a good friend of mine and old roommate, he has his ipod on and is completely oblivious to what had just occurred. i walk up to him and he takes his ipod off and give me a big smile and is like "yo man, waz up!". i had to try to explain to him what was happening. the crazy guy was still on the train. he was running around and when the train would stop he would run out one door and come back in another. many people got off the train the first time it stopped but i only had two more stops to go till i was home and figured the guy was just a nut and seeing how long it would take to catch the next G train i toughed it out. the guy stayed on the train the whole way yelling crazyness...and fucking with people.
when i got off at my stop i ran up to the mta guy at the booth and told him what just occurred in detail. he looks at me without a care in the world and asked me if i told the guy driving the train. i said no i did not have time, or really access to the front of the train to do that, please do something this guy needs to be arrested and just stares at me and goes "there is nothing i can do". i looked at him and was like wtf man, if you see something say something, i am fucking saying something. there is a guy on the smith and 9th bound G making bomb threats and yelling praise Ala. he was like nothing i can do, should have told the mta people on the train. surely he could have radio'd the train, called the NYPD, something. i walked out of the station to my way home in complete disguise with how fucking ignorant and lazy this guy was. "if you see something say something" and here i SAW something and was SAYING something and it was pretty fucking serous and this lazy bum did nothing.
it took me a while to shake what had happened. but at least i got a cool story out of it, my friends often ask me to "tell that story about the guy on the train making bomb threats".
i got another good one that involves a knife and me possibly saving a guys life.....i will save that for another post.
also an intense fist fight on the A train.....
an old drunk guy flashing his penis last halloween on the C....
i am always there when the weird shit happens. -
You should call 311 and get the information about who to contact to complain. Write down the details so you don't forget and complain about the station attendant.
He should be fired. Simple as that. Fuck him (and fuck his family he won't be able to feed)... think about the families that could be affected if the nut job really did have a bomb, or even started being physically violent to people on the train!!
Bloomberg has done some real good in terms of making the city agencies accountable. I've written a few letters and have gotten direct results in two instances, and at least confirmation/acknowledgment of the problem in another. -
Though... I guess the MTA is a State Agency... but anyway, a letter should be written with as much detail as you have demanding this attendant be fired! That sort of behavior isn't "second chance" worthy.
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