The train was pulling into Howard and there was a Purple Line already waiting.
The dude was dressed in lots of puffy brown: sweater vest, coat, pants. Moustache, too.
"CmonCmonCmon, don't you leave, don't you leave, CmonCmonCmon, shit-ass-fuck."
There was a guy in one of the priority seating seats looking at him with amused annoyance. He had a beard and he said, "You know, you could open the doors early and hurl yourself out."
"CmonCmonCmon, CTA's always late and now they wanna charge us one seventy-FIVE, shit-ass-fuck."
The dude with the beard looked at me and smiled. He said, "It's just a thought."