By skyforbes A perfect storm of factors lead to me fainting on a packed 6 train yesterday (dehydrated, underfed, temperature contrast from the cool outside to the packed hot train). Shortly after the doors closed I was standing up, started seeing stars, then the next thing I know I was on the ground. A handful of people helped me up, brought me to a seat, then sourced some water and a granola bar for me. Two incredible women in particular were checking in on me (I can't remember their names, but they were my guardian angels). I'm touched by how quickly a packed train jumped into action and helped me out. NYC, you're the goat.