'No Sleep Till Brooklyn?'

Is this woman suffering from an overdose of Nyquil? Taking a nap after a hard night of partying? Do I wake her lazy ass up?  What if she ends up in midtown...or even worse Queens?

It reminded me of the time I fell asleep on the 1 train going back to Prospect Heights. Except unlike her, I fell asleep at 4 am and not 9 pm. Nonetheless I felt her pain. The three other assholes on the train let me get my beauty sleep, and I ended up passing Chambers where I was supposed to switch to the 2 train. Unfortunately I didn’t realize what had gone down until I passed Rector Street (seriously what kind of word is “Rector”?! It sounds like rectum) and ended up having to backtrack through bowels of the New York City transit.

In my dazed state, I was convinced that perhaps I was Alice and fell down the shithole. What if the train just parked in some random part of the tunnel and left me there? What if I ended up in Narnia? Fortunately for my drunk ass the train turned around and started heading uptown. Which worked out perfectly as I was able to get out at Chambers where I said "fuck this," and caught a cab home. But not before nodding off again and forgetting my hot pink umbrella on the train after I ran out in a tizzy.

 Anyone else out there end up in butt fuck after falling asleep on the train?