Subway Surprise

A few months ago, I wrote an Onion News Network inspired post about Chris Bosh of the Miami Heat. This is my second post in homage to the website’s style.

To read the previous entry, click on the link from May 14th, 2012:

Chris Bosh Breaks Down And Reveals True Cause Of Abdominal Strain



Subway Surprise

Unfortunately, stories about women being groped on the New York City transit system are far too common. Recently, Kelly O’Brien had such an experience. O’Brien, a librarian at Manhattan’s Stephen A. Schwarzman Building, ended her shift and strolled towards 42nd street in order to board the A Train.

O’Brien, a native of Wichita Kansas, loved the big city life and the comfort of riding the subway. She often stopped at Penn Station for a quick snack before continuing on to her apartment on Bleecker Street. The train arrived a few minutes after O’Brien purchased her Meatball Pizza (Pie to New Yorkers!) from Lugo Caffe. As usual, every seat was occupied so she found an open spot in the center of the car. She grasped the pizza with her right hand and held onto the pole with her left.

As the train moved down the tracks, a man continued to bump up against O’Brien, but it was a typical occurrence. Suddenly, O’Brien felt a hand cup her right breast. Before she could comprehend what was happening, another hand cupped her left breast. With the pizza in one hand, and her left hand attached to the pole, she could do nothing other than scream.

The stranger felt her up for a few more seconds before scurrying into a different car. Thankfully, a gentleman, who witnessed the attack, ran after the creep. The hero tackled the assailant and held him until the train pulled into the next station. A New York City transit officer was on the platform and he arrested the immoral man.

Kelly O’Brien immediately identified her attacker and thanked the hero. Prior to taking the criminal to the police station, the officer offered the offender to apologize for his actions. The apprehended individual stared at O’Brien for a couple seconds before speaking.

Creep: “I love touching women’s breasts and I will not apologize for what I did. She is wearing a blouse that exposes a significant amount of her cleavage and I had to feel those fun bags!”

Transit Officer: “I’m sorry, ma’am; people like him shouldn’t be allowed to walk the street.”

O’Brien: “Thank you officer. Hopefully he gets some help.”

Transit Officer: “That’s enough out of you, jerk!”

O’Brien clenched the cardboard box with both hands as watched she watched the officer lead her attacker away. Before the two men turned the corner, the creep yelled out.

Creep: “I think I felt a lump in your left breast. You should get that checked; I would hate to see those babies removed!”

The creep’s words remained with O’Brien while she sat in her inauspicious apartment and enjoyed her pizza. A week after the incident, she finally scheduled a mammogram. Regrettably, a lump was detected, but the doctors caught it early enough to quickly remove the cancerous growth. O’Brien realized that the “creep” actually ended up saving her life. She decided to drop all charges against her attacker and he was released; free to grope whomever he wanted to.

[The End]

Ladies, show a little more cleavage…it may just save your life!



This Actually Happened – September 3rd, 2011

Thugged OUT!

In keeping with this week’s examples, dealing with the negatives of assumption, I’ll write about a New York Moment. The incident happened while I was living in New Jersey and attending Seton Hall University. My cousin was visiting our aunt, who lived in Scarsdale, NY. (***This has absolutely nothing to do with the story, but I love college football. I’m watching the TCU-Baylor game and it is unbelievable!***) She (My cousin) asked me to take the New Jersey Transit into the Big Apple and I agreed to meet her on a Saturday afternoon. The trip into New York City was fairly monotonous for the most part. UNTIL…we entered the subway. I met her at Grand Central Station, where we boarded the A-train towards Times Square. At the 42nd Street station, we exited the train and walked down one of the long hallways, towards the stairs. When we reached the bottom of the steps, she looked up, paused, and grabbed my arm suddenly. “Hold on.” She said. She wanted us to lock arms as we walked up the stairs because there were two menacing-looking, obvious gang bangers. We honestly didn’t know who the guys were, but we assumed the worst. As we walked up, it appeared as if the men, who were paying close attention to us, were clearly out for trouble. I was honestly anticipating that one of the thugs would yell-out a disrespectful cat-call, but I couldn’t have been more wrong. We were a few steps from the top, when the gangsters embraced one another and began to kiss passionately! We were stunned! It turned out, I was the one who needed to grab her arm! BELIEVE IT OR NOT!

Congrats to Baylor…GREAT GAME! I can’t wait for the Gators to start the season…7pm EspnU!

Check back tomorrow for next week’s preview!