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A 50ish woman sits sleeping on the Red Line going north on Friday night rush hour.
Her head and face are completely covered by a black scarf. The stark evening sun of fall was shining brightly on her wrinkled face.
If I didn't know better I might have thought she was dead. Just a little odd.
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I saw a guy once I thought was dead on the train. I poked him with my finger, he woke up and scared the crap out of me. He wasn't happy either.
Posted by: Cheryl | October 10, 2006 at 01:12 PM
I think I've seen her before on the blue line. But it was a purple thing covering her head. She would move it away every 5 min or so.
Posted by: Jacques | October 10, 2006 at 05:42 PM
That's hysterical, Cheryl!
Posted by: Kimberli | October 12, 2006 at 12:56 PM