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Posted by Allan on Wed Oct 3 11:12:00 2007, in response to WSJ Aticle on NYC Station Agents, posted by RonInBayside on Wed Oct 3 09:20:45 2007. "Tony Sneakers doesn't love this job. (That's his old schoolyard name; he'd rather not use his real one.) At 53, he has worked eight years inside the booth. Now his rover's assignment has left him in a deserted station in deep Brooklyn late on a Saturday night. Felonies reported on the subway have lately declined to 3,000-a-year from 19,000 in 1990, but when they happen, it's often at times and places like this."Tonight, I had a kid pull down his pants in front of me," Tony said. "One of these days..." From the darkened street above came a man's voice shouting, "I want beer!" Tony said: "They get drunk and they want to travel. I'm not supposed to let them in. They curse, throw garbage. I move away quick enough." Four people came in asking directions to Long Island City, in Queens. "Take the Q to Prospect Park for the S to Franklin for the A to Hoyt-Schermerhorn for the G," said Tony in don't-bother-me tones. "Read the map. It's all there." As the four retreated to a map taped to the wall, Tony said, "The job is mindless. I miss my brain." How can he miss what apparently he didn't have in the first place? This guy is most likely someplace on the Brighton Line. One can understand why he doesn't want is real name used. Hopefully, the TA can figure out who he is and help him find a job for which he is much better suited (preferably not in the TA). |
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