I’ve never seen you before in my life, and I have no idea what your problem is with me. Therefore, do NOT come out of nowhere screaming random obscenities at me. Do you have so little life that you spend all your time hanging out in the metro and yelling at people for no reason? Well, stop it. It’s alarming.
[And when I’m alarmed, Zazou the Wonder Kitty gets upset. And when Zazou gets upset, people die!]
Is there some reason that this has only happened to me at Lionel-Groulx metro and nowhere else in the whole system - even at stations in “worse” neighbourhoods? sigh
Oh wait, HIM? The big fat guy with the white beard and the hair all done up in a long rope, in the guru robes? Yea, he’s still there. But I’ve not seen him yell epithets at passing strangers.
Yes, I think it was the Great Antonio. He used to pull trains with his teeth, right? Now he hangs out on the orange line platform in Berri-UQAM selling postcards and shouting at people once in a while.
It’s a subway system. Nutbars hang out in subway systems. Simply put, ANY metro station is by definition a HNQ (High Nutbar Quotient) environment. Maybe you’ve just gotten lucky up until now. Maybe the guy was a CHUD. Don’t let him get close.
You posted on St. Jean-Baptiste. Did you see the nutbar on the 24th? I would venture that loons get even loonier on holidays. Perhaps he was even more torqued out of his gourd than usual.
It was in the Lionel-Groulx station. Surely the fact that the station in question was named after a nasty ol’ anti-Semite has something to do with it? Perhaps the spirit of the Abbé Groulx was channeled into your local nutbar.
Perhaps he was a member of the Canadian Alliance. You’ve already mentioned being publicly insulted for being a member of the NDP; I find it curious it’s happened to you twice now. The CA folks are in a really pissy mood these days. Perhaps the poor dear just had to let off some steam as his political ship sinks around him.
I think it has more to do with the fact that LG is a transfer station. You get kooks from both lines that way.
Me, the one that annoys me the most is that panhandler that comes into your wagon and proceeds to tell you his bullshit stories. He always recycle the same ones, it always starts with, "Your attention please, :
“I’ve got AIDS, please give me money for a coffee or food”;
“I just got out of prison, please give me money for a coffee or food”;
“I’m a heroin addict, I’m undergoing treatment, please give me money for a coffee or food”;
These are the three sob stories that he repeats (some time in the same day, depending when you catch him). He always starts his pitch when the train leaves the station and changes wagon at the next one to repeat his performance.
A note for you guy, people remember, you are no longer original. Change your pitch or get out of the metro ! You’re a nuisance.
I actually had a homeless guy approach me and ask if I would go with him to a lunch counter where I could pay for his meal there, or give it to the cashier (whom I knew to be trustworthy) until enough people did so that he could get some food, rather than trust him to actually use any money I gave him for food rather than drugs or alcohol. I came very, very close to taking him up on it - but I was a poor college student at the time.
