I was going home from work last night, and I switched at 59th Street for my subway at the height of the evening commute. As I reached the platform, I saw one gentleman pursuing another, a string of curses dropping from his lips.“Hey, mother$!$#%! Yeah, you! A$$h*&%!”
And so on.
And then the guy who was cursing bumped into a smaller, older man. He stopped shouting and said, “I am so sorry! Are you ok?”
The little old man said he was fine.
The guy patted him on the arm and continued pursuit, screaming, “Mother$!$#%! A$h*&%!” until he had gotten too far down the platform for me to hear him.
Never let it be said that New Yorkers take their anger out on the wrong people.
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