Commutes

The other day I was walking to the Ballston (our neighborhood) metro station. I walked by two guys who looked like they were in their late 20's. As I walked by them, I adjusted my headphones, lifting them off my ears. One of the guys saw me lift them off my ears and made a fart noise.

It was strange.

Very strange.

Yesterday when I got off at Farragut West to head to work, I noticed a cop walking by the train, peering in the doors.
Not totally out of the norm.
But then there was another one.
And another.
And another.

And the train pulled out of the station, and I could see across the tracks that there were 6 cops on the other platform as well.

One of them was peering over the edge of the retainer wall between the walkway and wall. Looking. For stuff.

Ugh. It just makes me feel so blech. My stomach started flip flopping.
It's not fun to wonder if it's a drill... or a regularly scheduled visit (even though I've never seen that many just around)... or, or because they really think they have something to look for.

Just ugh.