The subway is not the only form of transportation with stories. I’ve heard of people having sex on the LIRR (Long Island Rail Road) in the bathroom, and even right in front of other commuters.
“Yes,” the other conductor replied.
“Well, give me one in the rear.” He answered indicating a signal of some sort.
The people on our car just looked around and laughed. I said, “Maybe, they should wait till their shift is over.” and we all laughed again.
Another time I was on the train, and the conductor was coming around to collect tickets. He said to an Iranian woman, "That will be seven dollars."
She replied as if she might be in the souk, "How about I give you five?"
He answered, "Lady, this is the LIRR the prices only go up, they never come down." And anyone who has been on the Long Island Rail Road could only agree.
Another time I was on the train, and the conductor was coming around to collect tickets. He said to an Iranian woman, "That will be seven dollars."
She replied as if she might be in the souk, "How about I give you five?"
He answered, "Lady, this is the LIRR the prices only go up, they never come down." And anyone who has been on the Long Island Rail Road could only agree.
Another time my high school friend Dan told me a truly remarkable story. Apparently, Dan was on his way home from work in the city back to Long Island. As soon as the train was about to pull out a disheveled caucasian man boarded the train with an Asian baby. The man was sweating profusely and standing in the rear of the car.
Dan sized him up and was immediately suspicious.
The train started to move and got halfway to the first stop, Woodside, when it abruptly stopped. The train was delayed for several minutes when suddenly several police officers boarded the train. The officers spotted the man and began to approach him from all directions.
“Sir, we’re going to need you to put down the child.” A large officer stated to the man.
The man responded with a high pitch voice, “It’s my baby, my baby.” and held the baby tight.
“Sir, please cooperate. You don’t want to hurt the baby.” He indicated as the other officers creeped closer. The rest of the car was completely silent.
“No, It’s my baby, mine.” He answered sharply and clutched the child.
Things looked very grim, but in a split second the officer behind him put his knee into the back of the homeless man, and the baby went flying like a fumbled football, but was fortunately caught by the other officer.
“You can’t take away my baby.” He ranted as he was handcuffed and taken away. Apparently an Asian woman had left a carriage unattended for a second in Penn Station, and the homeless man had grabbed the baby and ran off with it and hopped onto the train.
When the officers carried the baby away everyone on the train clapped. Except for one Wall Street type man who exclaimed, “Lets go already.”
My friend Dan shook just his head and looked at the man in disbelief.
Life Lesson 77 : Miracles happen every day if you look close enough even on the LIRR. A lot can happen in five minutes, or even five seconds, and remember that's what life is. A lot of precious moments. Keep in mind too the idea that “He who hesitates is lost, but those who experience and participate are often found. Just remember to always be patient.”
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