So, I walked into the subway and a man in a full body cast/self titled “struggling musician” wheels his wheelchair up to me and starts mumbling.

after a good 5 minutes of trying to figure out what he was saying, turns out it was a combination of “will you be my girlfriend,” “would you like me to book a hotel for us tonight,” and then returned after a few more stops went by with: “care to donate to a struggling musical.”

speechless.