New York Minute 69 - Too Close For Comfort

The subway system was in chaos this morning after an explosion injured several people near Times Square. Some trains were cancelled or rerouted. The ones that were running their normal routes were delayed and overcrowded.

I managed to squeeze onto a where passengers were packed together tightly. Imagine “standing room only” with no room to spare. Bodies were pressing against me from every direction.

A guy to my right had set his briefcase on the floor between his legs, presumably to have a free hand to hold onto the handrail. - I couldn’t even reach the handrail where I was standing. Luckily, I’m tall enough to brace myself against the ceiling. 

As the train approached the station where the guy wanted to get off, he squatted down to pick up the briefcase. In the process, he slide the absolute center of his rear end down my leg and back up again. He could not have done it in a more disgusting way if he tried. I felt the crack and both cheeks slide all the way down and all the way back up.

This may not have been a deliberate act. I’m willing to accept that the guy was just picking up his briefcase and that they space was too crowded to him to bend at the waist. But, man, did that ever feel icky!

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