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Last night I got on the Green Line at Gallery Place, as usual, only to find some guy talking really, really loudly on the train car. At first I noticed that he was leaning casually in his seat with his arm up along the back of the seat. The first sentence from thim that my brain processed was "You can get all the sex you want for forty-five dollars!" Hmmm, that made him sound like a crank.
Turned out, though, that he was doing some preachin'. Next thing you know, he's shouting that we all have filthy souls that need to be cleansed by Jesus. And then he started saying that the Bible says that homosexuality is the worst sin of all.
OK, that got my goat. So at the next station, I got off the train and reboarded the next car back. Then I noticed that an off-duty security guard whom I was sitting near had done the same thing. He looked at me too and we both rolled our eyes simultaneously. He made some remark like "I just couldn't stand him," and I said, "Yeah, I've already got my own religion." Then I went back to my reading (one of the collections of Darkover stories).
This morning, on an inbound Green Line train, some guy was playing loud, jangly music from his cell phone WITHOUT earphones. Not a genre I was familiar with, but I'd loosely describe it as techno hip-hop with some electronic buzzing and clacking. At any rate, it was definitely against the WMATA rule about no audio without earphones. To make matters worse, this guy was sitting sideways with his legs up on the seat next to him -- a kind of seat hoggery you're not supposed to commit even at the end of rush hour. People were giving him surreptitious looks but he ignored them. Le sigh.
Turned out, though, that he was doing some preachin'. Next thing you know, he's shouting that we all have filthy souls that need to be cleansed by Jesus. And then he started saying that the Bible says that homosexuality is the worst sin of all.
OK, that got my goat. So at the next station, I got off the train and reboarded the next car back. Then I noticed that an off-duty security guard whom I was sitting near had done the same thing. He looked at me too and we both rolled our eyes simultaneously. He made some remark like "I just couldn't stand him," and I said, "Yeah, I've already got my own religion." Then I went back to my reading (one of the collections of Darkover stories).
This morning, on an inbound Green Line train, some guy was playing loud, jangly music from his cell phone WITHOUT earphones. Not a genre I was familiar with, but I'd loosely describe it as techno hip-hop with some electronic buzzing and clacking. At any rate, it was definitely against the WMATA rule about no audio without earphones. To make matters worse, this guy was sitting sideways with his legs up on the seat next to him -- a kind of seat hoggery you're not supposed to commit even at the end of rush hour. People were giving him surreptitious looks but he ignored them. Le sigh.
