For one reason or another, there is a problem on the A line this morning. Trains are being rerouted all over the place.
At this point, all I know is that the A train I was hoping to get at Penn Station is supposed to not be here. Ok fine. So I head back down the stairs, walk all the way under, then back up to catch the C train instead.
What’s that across the way on the other platform?? Looks like an A train!! But according to the lady yelling at me in the ceiling, there isn’t supposed to be an A train here. Oh well, I’ll just wait for the “C.”
and wait some more…
WTF? Is that another A train? Yes, yes it is. There my dumb ass stands, still waiting on the C platform.
My fellow passengers are equally as pissed.