Relying on the New York City subway system is sometimes like relying on a three-legged, one-eyed horse for all of your transportation needs. Trying to get from my apartment off the G train to a friend’s apartment off the L train on a Saturday evening is a trip that should theoretically take 20 minutes, but instead involves a half-mile walk and piling onto a shuttle bus packed with 200 other miserable, sweaty hipsters shouting at the sad-looking old people who happen to be standing by the doors. In particular, ever since Hurricane Sandy hit a year ago, trying to get from one place to another has been like trying to get to fucking Mordor.
The subway tricksters behind PuckWorks get it: they distributed these posters throughout subway cars and platforms in Manhattan and Brooklyn in order to warn riders of the difficulties ahead while trying to navigate Middle Earth. Everybody liked it, of course, except for NYC Transit spokesman Adam Lisberg, who said the sign “has the potential to confuse our customers and has no place in the subway system.” But what about jokes, NYC Transit spokesman Adam Lisberg?