Acid Man


A small sampling of the Google searches people used to end up on Trainjotting. 

If you’re looking for Don Draper in drag and a popped collar, you’ve come to the right place.

 

“zoo yorkers cockroaches”

chick pees her pants st patty’s day

pete seeger teeth

tj prostitution  

gif files guinness beer brilliant

face burned off acid subway

horse man on f train

no pants men

wearing tuxedo with sneakers when i heard the train coming, i pulled my fool head back

double meaning of i’ve been working on the railroad

wicker seats erie lackawanna cars

black lawn jockey as racist symbol

drag queens rentals connecticut

jose jose jose jose jose jose shirt

obsessed with don draper

phlegm monster

railroad industry standard of 5 minutes 59 seconds late

vampire weekend popped collars

the guy wearing four popped collars

john rockers crotch

 

6 p.m. yesterday, mostly full 6 train heading up to GCT. A beggar enters the car between 28th and 33rd. “Excuse me…” the spiel begins in a vaguely Hispanic accent.

The man makes his way through the crowded car, carrying two full tabloid news pages laminated on cardboard. They’re the story of a man horrifically burned by acid.

He, in fact, is that man.

He’s got brown skin and his face looks like an avalanche in motion–forehead, cheeks and chin in a mad rush to tumble off the poor guy’s skull. A pair of eyeglasses desperately cling to what’s left of his nose. It may be the most disturbing sight you ever see on the subway.

And boy, did people reach for their wallets, shoveling not just a single bill but handfuls of them–a windfall unlike anything I’ve ever seen a subway beggar command before. This guy wasn’t collecting nickels and dimes.  

All the while, the poor fellow mumbled “God bless you,” riders passing along cash and struggling hard to avert their eyes.