So, this video of the rat in the subway car is making it’s way around the internet. Lucky for me, I’ve only ever encountered rats on the platform where I can walk away.The video reminded me of my own nightmarish subway stories. Awoken by a rat, huh? I once woke up to the guy next to me fondling my right boob. I jabbed him, but stayed right there waiting for him to try again so I could really smack him. He didn’t. Instead he followed me off the train and up Dekalb Avenue. He stopped me and had the audacity to offer me money to lift my shirt. That’s when I let him have it. And I’m glad I waited because it was sooooo worth it!

Actually, the only stories I have are pervert ones. There’s the guy who whipped it out and started jerking off in my face at 3am on the F train. We were the only ones on the car, so that was scary. I did something I learned the first time I was flashed (it happened quite often back then). I screamed my head off and acted totally nuts. He walked away. Just like the others. Now I take cabs home if I’m out too late.

I have a friend who saw someone shoot himself on the subway. That’s a sad story.

How about you?