What A Horrible Experience On A Crowded Subway Cart

 It was during the summer of 2006. I boarded a crowded 4 train at the Fulton street station In Brooklyn, New York. I was nine months pregnant and very happy to have gotten a seat, also by sitting I had the opportunity to munch on my watermelon slices while I traveld to work in Westchester County. As the train pulled into the next station, there was a great deal of commotion as straphanger’s tried getting off and on the train. However there was a young lady who grabbed a seat next to me, she was dressed in business attire and pulled out a book I assumed to read.

She shifted and acted as if she was uncomfortable even to read her book. She was sighing and started to look around constantly as if she was looking for a bigger space to sit more comfortable. As the train rocked and everyone was swaying, I managed to spill a little Watermelon juice onto her pant leg by mistake. She was furious. My apologies fell on death ears. She was erratic and was on a rampage throwing her book into the crowded car, as the train was delayed in the tunnel, it seemed like forever. I was very afraid and did not know what else to say to her to calm her down, not to mention I did not understand a word she was saying “BLOOD CLOD”. She jumped up and leaned over me and spit in my face. I wiped my face with a napkin that I had in my pocket and again apologized. Other straphanger’s on the train had witnessed the whole incident and three of them were girls in their teens. They decided that they had to defend me because I was pregnant and challenged the lady by questioning her of her actions and before the train arrived into the next station and the doors opened, they dragged her off the train and brutally started beating her, I begged them to stop. They would not listen to me. As everyone scattered out of the car getting to safety, surprisingly no one helped the lady. When the police arrived in the matter of minutes, everyone scattered on their way, including me.

By the time I arrived at the Metro North train I missed my usual train. I caught the next train in which it was not the local train that I needed to go to work; it was the express train that did not stop at the stop I needed it to go. In the end I was exhausted from the entire commute. I turned around and went back home and called out for the day. The train ride back home I thought to myself what a horrible experience on that crowded train today.

WORK CITED 

“Census Bureau Reports 1.6 Million Workers Commute into Manhattan Each Day”, www.census.gov, March 5, 2013, Source: U.S. Census Bureau, February 17, 2014.