Mariachi Bands refuse to yield
One of the worst sounds in the world is a guy shouting on the subway “1, 2, 3,4”, because you know exactly what is going to happen next and there’s nothing you can do to stop it. I’m talking about the mariachi bands that come onto the subway. I never see them coming. I’m always zoned out or dozing off and then all of a sudden the car is filled with out of tune guitars and drums. I feel like they perform on the subway because they know there’s no where for you to hide. Imagine you’re exhausted coming home from work or are hungover and are just trying to keep it together (because this never seems to happen when you’re in a healthy state of mind). Then out of nowhere, musical chaos erupts. I’m going to have to start carrying cash again because maybe if I pay them enough money they’ll stop next time.
