Damn these sissy trains

Ok, this morning is off to a real crappy start. My train skipped the staion that I board from. There was a problem with the local track, so trains were skipping past me on the express track instead. At this stop, there is no express platform so if local trains aren’t stopping, you’re screwed.

So, everyone waiting on the platform had to get out and walk to the next stop.

I should have know n that there was something wrong because there were 40 people waiting at the bus stop.

So we all got out and started the 10 block hike downtown…IN THE RAIN. Once we got to the next stop, I couldn’t believe my eyes. There was a line at least 50 people long at street level trying to get down the stairs to the subway. The line went all the way down to the turnstile.

Then, on the other side, there was a line to get to the platform. This station is one of those where you have to go down some stairs, under the tracks, and go back up stairs to get to the platform.

As you can imagine, things did not improve from there.

I am pacled so tightly with other people in the train that I don’t even need to hold on! Live from the subway, back to you in studio…

One thought on “Damn these sissy trains

  1. This is slightly off-topic since it’s about behavior above ground, but: can we all agree that carrying a huge, oversized golf umbrella on a Manhattan sidewalk is self-centered, thoughtless, and marks you without possibility of parole as an ASS?

    This is not a golf course! People have a hard enough time behaving thoughtfully with their regular-sized umbrellas. Rule of thumb: if you could turn your umbrella upside-down and bathe in it, and you aren’t wearing spiked shoes and a little glove, you’re an ass.

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