by Otto Vondrak
So I was wondering if they caught the homeless guy who was terrorizing passengers this morning at Stamford Station...
It was funny, I went and did something I don't normally do- sit down in the waiting area opposite Dunkin Donuts to wait for my train. All of a sudden, the elevator from Track 3 platform opens up, and a homeless man emerges with his shopping cart full of personal posessions. He parks it next to the trash can and goes off on some errand (hey, homeless people got stuff to do, too). Everyone is largely ignoring him. Someone steps up to the elevator, and waits for the next car. The homeless guy comes back and starts talking to her, non-stop. The elevator arrives, she steps in. He grabs for the cart like he's going to enter, too. She asks if he's coming in there with that cart and he starts screaming at her to get out of his elevator, then starts following her. She runs away and while he's still yelling at her, he misses the car. Now people are starting to look nervously around, hoping he'll just leave. He takes his cart, still screaming, pushes it through the line of people waiting for Dunkin Donuts, heading for the Track 5 elevator. He screams louder at anyone who will listen. He comes out of that alcove, pushes his cart through the crowd of people again, still screaming. Okay, that's enough. I start looking around for police. Weird... there's always a cluster of MTA and Stamford PD hanging out by the shoeshine stand. Where are they now? Okay, how about one of these helpful security folk (the ones who stand around wearing "Security" jackets). I approach one and ask him if he can do something, like call for help. He turns his head away from me as if someone else more important is going on across the room. I ask him again, if he can summon the police. "Sorry, I don't do that." WTF? What *do* you do? The homeless guy is back again for his fourth round, pushing his cart through the crowd. I hear the Dunkin Donuts guy scream for Security (haha good luck with that). This time he disappears into the Track 3 elevator (back where he came from?)... they announce my train on Track 4, so I head for the stairs. On my way there, I see a cop walking into the waiting area, looking a little puzzled ("What am I looking for?"), so I let him know, "He's on Track 3 platform. With the shopping cart. You can't miss him."
Fortunately, nothing happened that couldn't be shrugged off with some nervous laughter. But now I have another reason to add to the list of why I hate Stamford Station.
-otto-
It was funny, I went and did something I don't normally do- sit down in the waiting area opposite Dunkin Donuts to wait for my train. All of a sudden, the elevator from Track 3 platform opens up, and a homeless man emerges with his shopping cart full of personal posessions. He parks it next to the trash can and goes off on some errand (hey, homeless people got stuff to do, too). Everyone is largely ignoring him. Someone steps up to the elevator, and waits for the next car. The homeless guy comes back and starts talking to her, non-stop. The elevator arrives, she steps in. He grabs for the cart like he's going to enter, too. She asks if he's coming in there with that cart and he starts screaming at her to get out of his elevator, then starts following her. She runs away and while he's still yelling at her, he misses the car. Now people are starting to look nervously around, hoping he'll just leave. He takes his cart, still screaming, pushes it through the line of people waiting for Dunkin Donuts, heading for the Track 5 elevator. He screams louder at anyone who will listen. He comes out of that alcove, pushes his cart through the crowd of people again, still screaming. Okay, that's enough. I start looking around for police. Weird... there's always a cluster of MTA and Stamford PD hanging out by the shoeshine stand. Where are they now? Okay, how about one of these helpful security folk (the ones who stand around wearing "Security" jackets). I approach one and ask him if he can do something, like call for help. He turns his head away from me as if someone else more important is going on across the room. I ask him again, if he can summon the police. "Sorry, I don't do that." WTF? What *do* you do? The homeless guy is back again for his fourth round, pushing his cart through the crowd. I hear the Dunkin Donuts guy scream for Security (haha good luck with that). This time he disappears into the Track 3 elevator (back where he came from?)... they announce my train on Track 4, so I head for the stairs. On my way there, I see a cop walking into the waiting area, looking a little puzzled ("What am I looking for?"), so I let him know, "He's on Track 3 platform. With the shopping cart. You can't miss him."
Fortunately, nothing happened that couldn't be shrugged off with some nervous laughter. But now I have another reason to add to the list of why I hate Stamford Station.
-otto-
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