I had a couple of experiences which could be categorized as worse than the usual.
A guy was standing much too close to where I was sitting and I could feel that he was up to no good. I got up and moved, and he followed me. I got up and walked through the car and he followed me. I kept moving until the train stopped and I ran off. It was scary.
Another time I was running to make a train and I guess I cut someone off who was in a bad mood. She found me and stood there staring at me. I just stared back, eyes wider open than hers. It became a staredown. I finally got tired of staring so I got up and walked toward her. I guess she never expected that because she walked away.
These aren't the worst things that happened to me while living in NY though. That's for another thread.
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