I had the pleasure of being on one of the trains that the Singing Korean blessed with his hymnals this morning. It may be my last ever encounter with him, and I'm just a tad sad about it. He does have a beautiful voice, yet for all of the years he's been hopping in and out of Metro cars, he could use a little help with the lyrics. The funniest thing about the Singing Korean is not what he does, but the reaction that he elicits from those around him. A visitor from NYC wouldn't bat an eye because subway events are commonplace there, but people in D.C. seemingly don't know how to cope with small distractions to their morning routine.
Some mornings, people don't bat an eye. They smile, enjoying the hymnal and take it for what it is: a guy just wanting to spread some good news. Others become irate, accusing him of prostelytizing. Some giggle and hide their faces, not knowing what to do. Yet most of us remain stone faced, afraid to show any emotion because we worry that he would, god forbid, actually say something to us. And wouldn't that be the worst? It would rival that delirious gentleman who asked everyone what time it was and proceeded to tell me that he was just released from prison. Yeah, fun times on the Metro system. They'll be missed.
Posted by equilibrium-girl at November 29, 2004 10:12 AM