A Minor Detour

So on my way home last night, I ended up in Queens instead of Gramercy. Yeah, that’s right. I was standing on the downtown 6 train platform, and the subway was taking too long. So I decided to hop on the NRW train line instead. I ran down the stairs, and noticed an N train on my right and an R train on my left. Being that the N train does not stop at my home station, I ran onto the R train, in which the doors immediately shut. As soon as the train took off, I thought to myself, “Wow, this is definitely not the direction of my home.” As my ears popped, I realized we were definitely under water, and we were definitely going the wrong way. Fifteen minutes later I arrived in Queens. I laughed the entire way, cracking myself up that after three years of living in the city; I still do something like this. Good times.