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Maybe not the "craziest", but I remember being a kid and on the NYC subway, a bunch of dudes were just like... doing "steet performance" stuff... like on the subway... like they'd while moving from one subway cart to another subway cart (is that what it's called, idk the terminology), like through the train connection thing while the subway was in motion, like a group of 4-5 guys, one went around, begging for money, which I thought at the time was a robbery, like, for context, I was around 8-12 at the time, I literally just came to this country, I was just so "wtf" about the whole situation. Like what the fuck was that. Like... I don't wanna be racist about this... but I'm Asian, and those dudes were not, so you know... me being a kid, I got even more scared about it. I just kinda leaned on my mom sitting right next to me and like hugged cuz I felt so scared.

No it wasn't really a robbery, but like... I was just so fucking confused at the time. What the fuck what that? Then like 10 minutes later, they moved to a different subway cart. It felt like 30 minutes to me lol. And like I don't think we ever were at a stop, since I think this was like those segments where it takes forever between 2 stops, probably the manhattan bridge section of the D train or N train, which takes forever.

Like can you imagine being a kid and a bunch of dudes are causing a scene for some reason you don't understand?

Also I remember this other time where I'm sure it was the D line, and like I went on this subway cart where it was empty. Like you know NYC always crowded af and no seats, and I always hated standing as a kid. So my mom and I picked this subway car that was apparantly empty. So then the doors close behind us and then we noticed a smell, then we notices some homeless looking dude on the other corner of the subway cart. And like the smell was coming from the homeless dude. (No offense to homeless people btw, but I'm describing this memory from a kid-me's perspective so keep that in mind) So it got really uncomfortable in there, but the doors closed and train already got moving. But the next stop was like 10 minutes away (one of the sections where they skip like 3 stops on the express track), so we just had to bear with the dumpster like smell and also the potential danger of dude just waking up and attacking us.

I thought about just hopping between the carts using the doorway thing (if you know what I'm talking about), but there was a sign warning not to move through doors while train is moving and my mom said no, its too dangerous, so we just stayed in that cart for 10 agonizing minutes.

Actually, current-me might've been actually been more freaked out by it since I have germophobia now. That's why I kinda hate public transit nowadays.