Downtown 6 Train, 1pm. A twitchy guy gets on, gives the usual rap about being down on his luck etc. This time, however, he professes to be an opera singer. After the robovoice finishes its announcements, he launches into a passable aria that he claims is from Tchaikovsky. I don't know opera, but it's better than I could do.
Then the door at the end of the car comes in and another panhandler launches into HIS rap in a raspy, abrasive voice - and pauses, realizing somebody else is working the car. He's clearly befuddled at the etiquette question of who gets the car, and also realizes that he's totally being outclassed from his monotone shouting by the dude singing a freaking opera in the middle of the train. Finally he shakes his cup, then turns around and goes back to the other car.
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