Penn Station Chronicles: Deja Vu

Penn Station Chronicles does not discriminate.   No sir...sure doesn't.  Just when I thought it was only NY Penn Station that would provide random entertainment...I was sadly mistaken.  Newark Penn Station is right up there and did not disappoint.

Background story:  Last year, on Halloween, my sister and I participated in the Greenwich Village Halloween Parade.  It was my first time in the parade...actually it was my first Halloween ever in NY.  But let's cut to the chase...after finishing the parade, we took the train back to Newark Penn Station where we were parked.  As we're leaving the station and walking towards the parking garage, a woman approximately in her 40s, approaches us and gives us this looooonnng speech about how she's been out there all day trying to get enough money to feed her family...TEARS AND ALL!  I'll never forget it.  It was convincing, but you have to be skeptical.  Because it was so late, we gave her a few dollars because you never know what to expect at that time of night if you turn someone down...they may just be that desperate.

Anywho...I recently came back from a trip to VA, and my sister and I took the Amtrak to Newark Penn where her husband would be picking us up.  Needless to say...on our way out of the station, towards the parking garage *DUN DUN DUNNNN* (Do you know where I'm going with this?  Are you ready?) the lady who approached us on Halloween was back to the same old tricks!  OH NO SHE DIDN'T!  Oh yes, she did!   I recognized her the instant I saw her because she came to us in the same fashion and in the same exact spot.

This time, daylight was on our side, and we had an extra person!  We just kept walking as she was getting ready to pull out her best performance.  Shut her DOWN!  She got a "a" out, but that was about it!  We know who you are, honey!  You may not remember us, but we sure do remember you!

Moral of the story (not to state the obvious):  Sometimes, you just have to keep on walking and ignore people when they are begging for money.  You can't trust everyone who asks for spare change...you never know if they are genuinely in need or if that is their daily routine.

Thank you, Newark Penn Station!

Penn Station Chronicles: Need Weed???

Let me start off by saying, "WELCOME TO PENN STATION CHRONICLES!!"  WOO HOO!  This is my first Penn Station Chronicles post...ENJOY!

Last weekend, I had the pleasure of waiting for my train in Penn Station for over an hour (FUN! #fullofsarcasm).  Lucky for me, Penn Station holds enough entertainment to make the time go by more quickly.

As I'm sitting on the stairs, reading one of the 3 fashion magazines I purchased from Hudson News, I noticed a guy in all black who also has on a pair of black sunglasses.  Let's just say he looked like a knock-off Neo from the Matrix.  I also noticed that he was carrying a plastic bag around (not a shopping bag or a ziploc bag...but a see-through baggie) and walking with a cane.  I went back to reading my magazine again and then I looked up and noticed that he was sitting on top of a woman...he was on her lap as she was sitting on the floor but he was leaned back to the point that if you didn't stare long enough you wouldn't have even seen her there. #strange

If that wasn't enough...he had a cardboard sign on his chest and this was the most entertaining part of all!  It read...

NEED WEED

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#ikidyounot This is where I realized that what he was carrying around in his baggie was indeed WEED!  LMAOOOO!  Needless to say, you had to have been there to really appreciate the hilarity of the situation.  

At least he was honest, though.  You've gotta give him that.

Penn Station Chronicles

If I'm gonna talk about it, I might as well be about it.  I wrote on FB the other day that I wanted to write a book called "Penn Station Chronicles".  Why?  Because it's never a dull day or night in NY's Penn Station.  If you've ever had the opportunity to find yourself in Penn Station at any point in your life, you know what I mean.  I've been in the North Jersey/NY area for only 5 months and I swear I've seen it all and I owe it all to Penn Station.

Because I don't have the time or the resources to actually write a book, I decided I'd utilize my blog to share my unique experiences.  I'd also love to hear from my followers or anyone who runs across my blog about things you've seen or heard in Penn Station.

HERE GOES NOTHIN!