Rat on the Platform....AGAIN!

There's one thing about our neighborhood in Brooklyn that is less than satisfactory. We have a rat problem in our subway station! I am not talking rats on the tracks because that is a problem in all the stations. In fact, I wouldn't really consider it a problem because those little guys are sort of entertaining to watch as you are waiting for the train. The MAJOR problem with our station is the rats on the platform! I was waiting for the train this morning and heard screaming from the group of people standing on the opposite platform, then I saw running...then I saw the culprit, a giant rat. One guy tried to be a hero and was chasing after the rat trying to squish it (which I just thought made it scary and GROSS, I mean....what if he would have killed it with his shoe, then what?) as it ran back into a drainage hole. Then, the little guy wouldn't let up and kept peeking his head out of the hole and then back in again! I think he wanted to catch the train so he could make it to an Upper East Side rat party.

This is not the first time I have seen a rat on the platform at our station. For a while there, I was seeing rats each time I got off the train on my way home from work. I told Dan and he was certain I was exaggerating as he said that he had NEVER in his life in NY seen a rat on the platform. I told him that I don't exaggerate (I do, but that's beside the point) and that I would be comfortable placing a wager on our next subway ride. Rat on the platform = dinner on him. No rat on the platform = dinner on me. We jumped off the train at around 8:00 p.m. (prime rat time) and walked down the platform. We were getting near the end when he looked at me and said,
"looks like I won"
I said, "it's not over yet"
And, just as we approached the garbage can next to the exit gate, a giant rat ran right out in front of us! The timing was perfect, the rat was giant and fast and I think we both screamed. I am not a gracious loser and I am an even worse winner....so I spent the rest of the walk home punching his arm and smiling at him and reminding him that I WON! I WON! And then we went to dinner...on Dan.