Smelly car on the F train, beware straphangers
It might seem odd that this is the 2nd time this week I’m talking about excrement, but such is the reality of living in NYC. I don’t sugarcoat anything, pure news is what you get here. OK, so check it: 2nd car from the front on an F train smells like 100 homeless people slept on it one night and they all (excuse the French) shat themselves silly.
My luck happens to be so that I hopped on the same train, going in 2 different directions. Now, this is an assumption that I rode the same train twice. Maybe there’s an unpleasant pattern in the works here, but I pray that coincidence was at play here.
Last night at around 7 pm, this particular train was Queens bound at around 7 pm. Tonight, I experienced the same smell on a Brooklyn bound F at 34th street Penn Station. The reason I knew it was the same was that the train car was now the 2nd from the back.
At least tonight I had enough sense to not wait 1 stop before switching cars. I probably would have hurled all over that sucker if I stayed on.
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See back in the day, we had both vomit and excrement on the same car. In the 1980’s, we knew poo.