My morning commute today

So I was waiting for the train and saw this old woman dicking around by some garbage cans on the platform. It seemed like she was struggling with something, so I walked over to see if I could give her a hand. Turns out she was completely bent over, fishing through a garbage can. She told me there was money in the garbage can. After a few moments of speaking with her, it seemed to me that this woman is not quite all there in the head. I offered to lend her a hand digging through the garbage, but only to prove to her that there was no money in there, so she would cease her unclean pursuits. Well, turns out I was mistaken; there was about $10 in change at the bottom of this awful garbage, sitting in a cute little pile in the brown garbage water. So I fished it all out for her, just in time to catch the train. On the train, I noticed that people were giving me some looks because of my very, very smelly hands. I was only traveling to the next stop, so I didn't want to sit down, and I was worried about proliferating whatever unsavory bacteria was residing on my palms and fingers, so I didn't want to grab the overhead rungs. I ended up standing in the middle of the train, with my arms slightly outstretched, doing that surfing-style train balancing. It was a strange morning.