Subway hell on the way to a meeting
On Friday morning I had a meeting, so I took the 1 Subway line to 168th St.
Given, the station was not the coolest in NY, but what shocked me was that at the other end of the platform, there was a man on the floor, and people just passed by as if nobody was there.
So I crossed to the other side, and asked him if he needed help. No response. I went to look for help, and finally found an MTA employee. I described the situation, and his response was “Oh, don’t worry, he sort of lives there“. That’s it. [Sic(k)].