Sorry I asked

As I wait for the train at Queensboro Plaza I see a young woman on the platform trying to make herself heard over the noise. I can’t make out what she’s saying, but it’s clear that she’s asking a question and everybody is ignoring her.

I notice that she’s holding a few brightly colored cords in one hand that seem to match the colors of the subway insignias (green for the 456, yellow for the NQR, red for the 123, etc.), and assuming she’s asking something MTA-related, I walk up to her.

“What did you say?” I ask, smiling.

“I was asking if you’re ready to let Jesus into your heart,” she responds, smiling back.

I say no, my friendly smile turning apologetic, and she lets out a surprised little laugh as the train pulls into the station.

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