The 59th Street Spaniard

Place: 59th Street Subway Station, NY, NY  

Time: 5-something PM  

I board an A train heading downtown, only to hear "I'll fuckin' stab you!" I casually look to see everyone staring at a disgruntled Spaniard, who is yelling at another MTA customer, who is sitting quietly. He yells it again. "I'll fuckin' stab you!" In this particular subway car, everyone keeps their eyes on this man. He seems to be a bit short of sanity. 

Then something miraculous happens. The conductor says "This is 42nd Street" and the train stops. All at once, and I mean all at once when I say all at once, the majority of people in this particular subway car surround this short of sanity man. As the doors open, the short of sanity man is shoved by the people in this particular subway car out onto the platform. The short of sanity man appears to be angry, and walks away in a huff, knowing that he is no longer welcome in this particular subway car.