Waiting for the train to carry you home
I get on the train at the first stop in the Bronx. That means there's only one train (the six) and it's only going one way: South. What's odd to me is people sitting in the waiting room. They've paid their fare to get into the waiting area, but they don't seem to be hustling it for the train that's right upstairs.
I always wonder about the people who hang out at subway stops. The other day, I snapped this pic of two guys standing on the platform of the six train downtown. There's only one train but they let it pass.
Perhaps they're tourists. I'll give 'em that. I've been a train dumbass on a number of occasions.