An eventful subway ride:

In a (black) part of the city, the conductor stops the train and gets on the intercom, to tell a guy that he can't have a dog on the train, but then the (kind of husky) (neck tattooed) (black) guy walks up towards the front of the train and says it's a seeing eye dog and "call the ADA, call the ADA," but the conductor says he can't have that dog on the train and he can't go anywhere till they leave and he's called the police.

So, we're stopped like ten minutes, and one other passenger says that they think the dog is a pit bull, and then the guy gives in and leaves and the doors close and we go.

I also had texted my one (middle aged) (lesbian) coworker that I was going to be late, and she texted back that Mercury in retrograde was starting to have effects a little early.

Later on that same trip, on a different line in the (white) part of the city, this (late teens) (skinny) (white) kid with glasses and a big bright yellow reflective vest gets on the train, and he kind of howls every once in a while, and when he talks to himself or on the phone, you can tell from the way that he talks that he's disabled, and a time or two he goes to the center of the car and hops up and down, and at one point he holds up his iPhone and listens to children's music on loud, and sometimes he sits with his one leg pulled up and his shoe on the seat next to him.

At one point, too, he also calls his mom on speakerphone, and she has to go, and after that he calls some airline to ask what airports are closest to the Wisconsin Dells.

At another point right before I get off at my stop, I realize that he might not realize where he's walking but his family is trying to make him independent, so they have a reflective vest on him.

I tried not to stare.