Beyoncé (Feria)

I hate public transportation, especially the subway systems of New York City and Washington, D.C. Even Amtrak gets the gas face from me because of cleaning-product smell and its so-called Wi-Fi. And why must the weird person always sit next to me?

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Up until Tuesday evening, I figured I’d seen every type of weird train activity. I’ve seen a man jerking off, someone getting stabbed, teenagers fighting, a ménage à trois, a woman giving birth, a couple of heart attacks and someone trying to sell a puppy. I’m pretty sure I’m forgetting something. But you get my drift. But like I said, that was up until Tuesday night.

Here’s someone dyeing his or her hair on the train:

And, of course, in New York City, no one cared, besides the person rushing to capture something for Facebook.

I wonder where this person rinsed.