The later-evening El crowd
The passengers on the trains in the later evening are a mixed breed -- quite different from the 9-to-5 work/school commuters. Here are three from the other night:
** The scruffy guy. Rough around the edges. Dirty long hair peeks out below the black tossle cap. A bottle of Seagram's Seven juts out from the inside pocket of his jeans jacket. He smacks a box of Marlboro's expectantly against the heel of his hand.
** The Yuppie student. Usually traveling in knots of 3-6. They sport that successful look and discuss which criminal law prof grades the hardest. They're wearing top-notch business casual clothing. Think Claiborne and Ellis.
** The poor schmoe underemployed. They look tired. Been working 10-12 hours in a menial job not even earning a living wage. Their clothes are off the rack at Kohl's or Wal-Mart. They keep our economy running by serving us our sandwiches and coffee and selling Lotto tickets. God bless 'em.