"Walking Stick"

I’m on the platform at Queens borough Plaza waiting as usual for the N “as in never” train. Next to me was a middle aged man reading a newspaper. He would occasionally giggle at what he was reading. Finally, we heard a train approaching. 

We both leaned forward and “saw” that in fact it was a N. The man scrambled to put the newspaper away and he took out a walking stick. He unfolded it, put on a thick pair of sunglasses on and pulled out a change cup. He felt his way onto the train. 

I stood there in shock. The doors closed before I could move, and the train pulled out of the station. I had to wait for the next one!