I'm a bit tired

of the nyc subway. today on my way home, a large man fell out of his seat. Refusing help with a series of liquored-grunts, everyone quickly decided he wasn't really so decent, so he rolled on the floor a bit until he managed to pull himself up. Any sympathy he may have earned was immediately lost as he opened his trousers, and to the shock of the the woman and two children in front of him started to take a piss. everyone bolted to the other end of the subway car ... he wasn't dangerous, but i guess people were worried about piss on their shoes, not to mention the presumably still exposed penis (i wasnt looking). i moved too. The next stop, new people got in, completely oblivious to what the wet stuff on the floor was, you felt bad seeing them struggle to not step on it (unknown substances in the subway, never getting the benefit of the doubt). The pisser was still there, comfortably taking up two seats in what seemed a half empty train. I suppose he had a decent ride home, assuming of course he has a home.