Singles these days are reaching unprecedented levels of creativity when it comes to finding that special someone, as demonstrated by the recent proclamation that 'The first car of every subway train running in NYC's five boroughs is hereby declared THE SINGLES CAR: A free zone for unattached New Yorkers to meet the commuter of their dreams.' After an e-mail containing this statement reached Manhattanites in August, the MTA began noticing singles on the prowl crowding of the first car of several trains. The crowding reportedly has created some confusion caused by various sexual subcultures claiming certain cars as their own and creating unfortunate overlaps--in one case, between the 'single parents' car and the 'man-boy' love car. As Greenwich Village resident Susan Rabinowitz concluded, 'I'm beginning to pine for the days when all the cars were the 'Leave me the hell alone' car.'
Matt Wurst rides the singles car, but admits that he probably won't have the guts to hit on anyone until they start serving alcohol on the train. Check it out.