With morning wakeup calls like this, who needs coffee? I went from groggy to "orange alert" in about two seconds.
The scene of the crime: my local subway station. I was waiting on the train platform with a bunch of other commuters, reading the Times. It was about 9:30 AM. After the train pulled up, I stepped inside.
It was then that I encountered this black and brown brindle pit bull and its smug, asshole owner. I would have turned around and stepped right back out, but the doors closed behind me:
|Pit Bull Owner Says: "I love to intimidate my fellow straphangers with my dog! That's how I roll!"|
I took a seat as far away from them as possible. Then I took out my camera and snapped a few pics.
Now, I think that the situation pretty much speaks for itself, but let's go over a few notes:
With the exception of SERVICE dogs and police dogs, it is illegal to bring animals on New York City subways unless they are crated or otherwise contained. Incidentally, I have only witnessed this law broken twice. The other time it was also a person with a pit bull. Millions of other New Yorkers carry their pets in a crate or hire a damn taxicab to take their dogs somewhere, like you're supposed to.
The pit bull is wearing a green vest. On one side, the vest says "Service Dog," and on the other it says: "Please Ask to Pet Me." Is that an invitation...? Most vests I've seen say: "Please don't pet me. I'm working!" I don't know.
The pit bull was sanding up and looking around the whole time. Every service dog I remember seeing would sit or lay down at its owners' feet once the owner became seated.
This woman is wearing high-heeled boots and carrying a large tote bag. I have no idea what her disability is (Dawn James suspects it is Narcissistic Personality Disorder), but it doesn't seem to be mobility. (I do know that many disabilities are "hidden," like MS)
The train car was pretty full and some people were standing, but nobody wanted to sit next to this Special Snowflake and her stunt pit. Some more people got on at the next stop and they preferred to stand. She got half of a full row of seating all to herself! Of course she did--she's entitled! Bet your ass she's on a pit bull forum right now complaining about how nobody would sit next to her on the train.
She spent the entire time bent over the dog, holding it by the leash close to the collar, with this little smile on her face. You can see the smirk even in the blurry photo below.
I almost approached her to take better photos, but I didn't want to get too close to the dog. The train is a high-stress environment for any animal. Lots of strange noises, strange people coming and going, it rocks on the track, sometimes the lights go out. Lord knows pits have flipped for less.
I reached my destination after a few more stops and got off the train. Thanks for making my morning commute more interesting, asshole!