Tales from the Train (part 3)
It was the 6:30pm train, and Christine was just sitting in her seat, reading the Bible (she says it's for her class, but I think it's only a matter of time before she starts quoting verses and judging me), minding her own business, when a black lady wearing a rainbow knit ski cap starts screaming at the conductor. Apparently, the conductor accused her of never having a ticket. The rules are, if you don't have a ticket, they will kick you off at the next stop. Well, I don't want to reinforce stereotypes, but when taking a train out of Grand Central, the first stop is usually Harlem. It's a clever racket if you actually want to go to Harlem. But as Natalie would say, "I choose life." When accused of the scheme, the lady with the rainbow hat started screaming, "THIS IS A RACE ISSUE." Not wanting to fall into that trap, the conductor backed off, and the lady laid down and went to sleep. Good times.
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