After my business dinner downtown tonight, I rode the red line home. Of course, there was a strange and somewhat drunk crazy person on my car asking for money. As she shuffled up and down the aisle, I could only think of how I would protect myself if she opened fire. First, I thought I'd drop to the floor and rush her as she most likely would be shooting up vs. down. Then I changed my safety plan as I realized it might be better to duck behind the metal chair in front of me. My leg would stick out but at least my head and chest would be safe.