Imagine you’re on a subway platform and a big, scary looking dude starts cursing at you and shaking his fists. It’s definitely you he’s talking to, it’s 3am and no one else is around. Then he dashes up the steps and you’re all “There ain’t no way he’s coming over here” but he does. The menacing guy stomps down the steps, looking mean as hell, walks up to you, reaches into his jacket like he’s going for a gun, then pulls out a twenty dollar bill and gives it to you. “Enjoy this, young man”, says he and leaves.