Conductitude

This morning on the downtown 1 train, the doors of the train opened and shut repeatedly at the 125th Street station, which isn't generally uncommon - especially at rush hour. However, this time the conductor announced:

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is not your personal mode of transportation. Please do not delay the train and stand clear of the closing doors. The rush hour trains are two minutes apart. If you can't get on this train, just wait for the next one. Thank you and have a nice day."

I inadvertently made eye contact with a girl sitting across from me. Our car was relatively empty for rush hour; it's the subway phenomena where multiple cars are packed like sardines - generally the middle cars nearest the most common entrances to the subway, while others - often the front and last cars - are almost empty. We were both chuckling to ourselves when our eyes met briefly. We smiled quickly, and then closed ourselves back into our own little commuter worlds.

It made for one of eight million New York moments in the same New York minute.