A woman fell on me today

There I was, minding my own business, seated serenely on one of those metro seats reserved for old people. When the train lurched like a bellydancer, and the Asian woman in front of me fell right on my lap. She crushed the book I was reading. She made a small "Oh" sound. I had time to think 4 thoughts.

• I'm glad she doesn't smell.
• I'm glad she is skinny
• Her elbow is bony..and sharp
  
• Did she have to be quite so clammy?

After the initial perfunctory apology, she refused to look at me. A small circle of passengers around her (including me) asked her if she was okay with genuine concern. As if she had fallen on shards of glass, instead of myself.

Also has anyone else seen the opera singers at the friendship heights metro lately? It used to be this teenage, black kid in braids with a lifting, impressive soprano coming out of him. A cute kid, he grins shyly at me every time. But then today, I saw the same sound coming out of this deathly pale, white teenager dressed all in goth black. There's a tape player somewhere, right? It's a scam? Dozens of dollars worth?