Good morning D-League.
Quite a day on the Metro (Subway) today. Running to catch a train about to close its doors, I note one car looks empty - what luck!. I jump on board and am staggered by the smell. Some hobo with a giant pile of bags and junk piled onto a large cart was sleeping, sprawled across two seats. The whole car was so rank people couldn't breathe and were giving him a wide berth.
Moving on to the next car, a guy about 30, close cropped hair and a suit, sits next to me. He's wearing a weird rubber mask instead of a paper or cloth one, that has a prominent nose bump. Watch this weirdo, I say to myself. But all is well for about ten minues. Then he starts hooting and barking. And loud. Obviously some extreme form of Tourettes or worse. Soon he is making ominous declarations: "Get Him! Get Him!. Let's Start Again! Start Again! Abort! Abort! Abort!." By now everyone in the car is looking straight ahead, trying to ignore the guy or not provoke him, but also very aware that this nut could do anything. I'm sure everyone was aware of the subway shooting in NYC yesterday.
I'm next to him, and I'm a big guy - much bigger than him. I was ready to do whatever I needed to. But he just kept barking and hooting until we got to my station.
Lots of sad and weird stuff out there.