Paolas nightmare

One morning she came into the office and was completely puzzled and we were all curious what had happened to her. She took a few minutes to settle down and then told us the story.

This particular early morning she was on the Q train again, and like every morning; same people and nothing unusual. There were people reading, some with headphones on and others staring at something imaginary, as they have already read the ads on the top so often and still haven't been to any of the doctors who promises to make you another person. At 14 Street a person came in and at first Poala couldn't figure out if it was a man or a woman. He/she looked like a man dressed as a woman, but not like a beautiful drag queen, more like Mrs Doubtfire. While Paola still wondered about this, the lady suddenly started dancing. Like she was in the middle of a strip-club and danced with on the poles. A man that looked like a tourist straight from India, with a turban, started filming her as they seemed to planned this together. This went on and on for several stations, then they got out. As New Yorkers are, most people in the train didn't even react, they went on staring at something imaginary, void of emotion, just noting the event. Because of that, when the lady got out, Paola wasn't sure if all this had happened... this is what she told us at the office. "Have I gone crazy? Or did this really happened? It was so bizarre!!" We just told her: "You' haven't gone mad, this is New York." and went back to work.