As I entered the F train, she was being dragged out by 2 friends. They were asking us to pull the brakes on the train so that she gets help. I saw some cops and realized they were already informed. So I remained silent.
I entered the train and observed the cops trying to keep the woman talking. I assume that they already called the paramedics as I saw them on the radio. I figure she’s in good hands, nothing we can do at this point.
I simply look on in concern. I see some teenage girls laughing and it appears they are mocking the woman. I see the faces around me, and when we make eye contact they raise their eyebrows and make annoyed expressions.
I don’t know the woman, or her condition, but it made me feel sad to think that a human being in need provided comic relief to some, and severe annoyance to others.
How do train delays due to a sick passenger make you feel?
Just a life long New Yorker sharing the journey through my lens. Please take note of a post’s date. The views I express here are subject to change and evolving as I grow and learn.