Desperately try not to stare at fellow commuters whose phones are dead, who are desperately trying to not look at fellow commuters whose phones are dead, while we’re stuck underground in a metal box from the 1960s.
Reminder to all the other NYers on here: the state runs the subways, which is why they suck.
i don’t commute, but when i did and it was by public transport, there wasn’t room to do any of this stuff most of the time, esp on a sox night. you just hoped you could stand somewhere where you could hang onto something and tried not to look at anyone. the best was if you could get on early enough and get to the back where you could sit on the stairs facing away from everyone and kind of had a built in bubble. (this would be an entrance/exit when the train traveled back in the other direction.)
that was the T though and also before i even had a smartphone. the commuter rail sometimes wasn’t as bad and i would do the crossword in the free paper. nowadays i’d probably play a word game on my phone or read a graphic novel.
I sometimes take a train into LA from Long Beach to avoid having to find a place to park. Usually to go to the Hollywood Bowl. And we end up dealing with the commuter crowd on weekdays. I just look at the people, endlessly interesting. And yes, that train goes through Watts and Compton.
The people watching just got interesting. Waiting for the train to fill up and some girl just ran off to puke in a trash can. At least it wasn’t on the train, forcing us to smell it for the next 30 minutes.