I have officially taken the subway at night time [it was 1:30 a.m. which does constitute late night in AZ but I'm pretty sure it's still early evening here in NY, so perhaps I haven't officially taken the subway at night time...] and here is what I encountered; for I was warned there would be good - er, interesting - times to be had:
A guy openly stared at me. I mean, just kept looking at me. Awkward turtle.
There were these two children still up at that time of the morning with the mom and baby daddy. Baby daddy seemed nice...mom, seemed like a snippety bitch. [I said it, what now?!]
A guy was openly holding a joint. [this was confirmed by a mafia-type man who sounded surprised when he turned to his man as joint-dude got off and said, 'dude, that was a joint!"
A guy was listening to his head phones and dancing throughout the car.
Multiple drunk couples making out. [for the record, i. hate. pda.]
Standing on the Subway is a great way to learn how to surf. You need to have your feet shoulder length apart, knees bent and abdomen flexed. Yes, sometimes you fall over; especially when going at full speed and turning a corner and you just can't seem to grasp that oh-shit bar quick enough.
I might be able to be in the surfing pros after a year of this.