overseen on the F

On the website Overheard in New York, New Yorkers submit unintentionally hilarious parts of conversations on which they've eavesdropped. I'd like to submit an idea for a new site: Overseen on the F.

The F train is my jam. It's super convenient, taking me to work, home and within blocks of anywhere I want to go in Manhattan. But let me put it delicately: the F has a certain undeniable... charm.

For the past few months, out-of-the-ordinary people and happenings on the F have provided me with more entertainment than I get all year on State Street. These people are competing with Scanner Dan.

A selection of things I've "overseen on the F":

[1] a hip, yoga-mat-toting man eating sushi with chopsticks

[2] a man, perhaps with Tourette's, who loudly vocalized his displeasure with the unmoving train through grunts and yells

[3] a man covertly selling "incense and body oils, incense and body oils..."

[4] an angry vegan PETA-type woman shouting "meat is murder" & scaring passengers into taking a flyer

[5] multiple mariachi bands (I've since realized this is not uncommon)

[6] a man who clearly didn't know how to play the cello, playing a cello.

[7] an invasion of 50 nutty 8-year-olds chattering, yelling and laughing, presumably on the way to a field trip

[8] a shirtless man, fully passed out (before midnight), rolling around with each start and stop of the train

[9] a business man crafting what appeared to be a hemp necklace

[10] a father and son team transporting a shopping cart laden with gigantic bags of bottles and cans - their load was easily the size of a small elephant and the bags were secured by ropes

[11] (new entry!) A man intently hunched over his reading material of choice: the Intimate Toy Times