Everyone knows that New York is full of weirdos. It is a known and accepted fact. This morning on my way to work I was "blessed" with what can only be officially termed a Jesus freak taking over my train car. Let me paint you a picture of the situation. There is some sort of mechanical error on the F train at Lexington (why this effects Brooklyn I have no idea), and trains are running incredibly slow - which means they are incredibly crowded. I was stuck with this crazy person yelling to the whole car all this biblical nonsense. While I am a Christian, I do not need some woman yelling at me first thing in the morning that we shouldn't bring the dead flowers (Give them to them when they are alive! she said), or that Heaven is not Hollywood. She was yelling so loudly that I couldn't even concentrate on the last 3 pages of the book I was reading (The Namesake, read it). It felt like she was preaching for 30 minutes, but in reality it was only two subway stops. She got off at Jay Street. Thank God! haha - thats kinda funny. Could the train have gone that slow?
The rest of my ride was peaceful, and I even managed to snag a seat. Oh, how I love New York.