Son #2 was home for a few days from NYC. I asked him what the strangest or funniest or scariest (which I added reluctantly because who wants to know that? not this mama) thing he has seen in the subway.
I follow Subway Creatures on instagram; I know there is strange stuff to be seen:
Son didn’t have any photos like this, just a story.
He said one time he saw a guy walking on the tracks, you know, looking for stuff. There were a few people on the platform with him, and one of them yelled down,
Hey! Get off the tracks!
The track walker heard, paused from his search for treasures, looked up at the platform, and asked the platform in an angry tone,
Who said that?
The good Samaritan knew better than to step forward to be recognized. Track walker scanned the people on the platform then hopped up out of the tracks. The platform (including Son) held its breath. Track walker scuttled off without further incident.
As Son tells me the story, I can see it was a little scary for him, but he was also amused at the absurdity of the situation, including the absurdity (to him) that the women on the platform gravitated to him for safety. (I get it: he was the nearest gentleman.)
It reminded me of a college visit when he was almost 18, one night looking for a place to eat dinner. We poked our head into a pizza place that looked sketchy. “Will you protect me?” I asked him. “You are the Mama Bear. You are supposed to protect me,” was his reply. And so I was, and so I did. We kept looking.
Happy Mother’s Day, to Mama Bears everywhere.