Ah, the Q train

It's like the racial harmony train. It's fifty percent hispanic, fifty percent Chinese, fifty percent black, fifty percent Russian - you get the idea. My prof, who rides it home, told me one night he saw two little old Chinese ladies (or yodas, as Lainey calls them), a hasidic man, and a black man all slumped against each other, sleeping on their way home. If someone told you about this taking place anywhere but the Q train, you would be justified in skeptically ridiculing such a false and tokenish tableau, but on the Q train it actually happens.