Well that only took a week

Today was the first day this week that I was able to catch my morning train to work!

This line has been f-ed up all week long. Twice, I got to the platform just as a train was leaving, only to wait 15+ minutes before an announcement of service changes.

Even after walking 20 blocks to the closest express stop, I was still screwed. There was a “sick passenger” that kept me from being able to transfer back to a local service line. So I had to say on the express train and catch a local back uptown.

When getting to the station where the alleged “sick passenger” was, I saw the “victim” surrounded by police. It wasn’t a sick passenger at all. It was an old, drunk woman who was screaming and yelling. She couldn’t walk 5 steps without tipping over. Then she would scream and try to squeeze out a slurred demand or racist rant.

Today, so far so good. I’d like to just forget this morning ever happened.

Live from the subway, back to you in studio… .

Little Campers Everywhere

The mystery of where all the kiddies have gone has been solved. They are all of in summer camp-like programs that must all start at the exact same time in the morning.

I get down to the train at virtually the exact same time every day. So usually, I see the same usual suspects. A couple weeks ago, all the high school age and younger kids seemed to have disappeared. Obviously, school’s out for summer…or at least it’s exam time.

Today, however, I was just a few minutes earlier to the subway. I’ve found all the missing children. There they were with their mothers in tow. They are all off to their summer finger paint and basket weaving classes. So now I know exactly what time to avoid the subway like the plague. Luckily, the kids window is plus or minus five minutes.

From all directions, they flooded toward the subway entrance. It was as if a bell rang in the neighborhood, sending the signal that it was time for them to board. It was a little scary because it was one of those, “wait a minute, what am I missing” moments.

So it shall only take me this one time to learn my lesson. It only takes one time to hear an entire ride’s worth of poopy jokes to know that there’s no way in hell I will get on the train at this time again. That, combined with shrill screams and morning temper-tantrums (not by me) have also solidified my desire to never have kids in this city.

Live from the subway, back to you in studio…

How better to start the week

Nothing like major service delays to start your week off right. This morning is a morning is a morning of firsts.

To start, I saw a train pulling into the station from my viewpoint up near the token booth. I took my time because the platform didn’t seem crowded. I was also in no rush this morning, so I figured I would be all set. So, that train closed its doors just as I reached the platform. No biggie.

That was my first mistake.

So there I stood, waiting for the next train. Waiting. Waiting. More and more people show up. Still waiting. Getting a little crowded now. Yup, still waiting.

Then an announcement I’ve never heard before. “After an earlier incident, downtown local trains are running. The next train is AT LEAST 20 minutes away.”

I’ve never heard them give an honest time estimate before. It’s always a generic “service is delayed” thing they try to pass off. Yes, I am pissed about the delay, but at least I have a reference to make an alternative plan against.

So now it’s time to hoof it or look for a cab.

Live from the subway, back to you in studio…

Air Conditioning

Even though yesterday and today are fairly cool days, it takes a while for the subway to finally cool down. So, the air conditioning is still a must.

However, sometimes the AC breaks down on certain cars. Sometimes, it just gets shut off for no reason at all.

On those occasions, getting on to an air conditionless train car is like walking face first into New York’s smelly, hairy arm pit. Yummy.

There you are, expecting cool relief when you step aboard. Nope. Instead, warm, musty grossness that smells like 1978 plus every year since. That’s what I enjoyed this morning.

Live from the subway, back to you in studio… .

Ok, is advertising city water on the subway a bit much?

So how about the new DEP/NYC Department of Health “Water” ads.  What the hell do they have to advertise city water for?  And for that matter, why are they advertising it on the subway?

Is there really competition for the water that comes into our apartments?  Don’t think so.

And let’s be honest, are you really going to compete with Coke and Pepsi on water sales?  There’s no way the city will ever be able to even nudge the marketing efforts of these major companies.  So they shouldn’t even bother trying to put city water up against bottled water. 
The ads are pretty trendy looking for a city organization though.  They actually caught my eye.  Then, I realized I was looking at an ad for water.  City water.

What are they going to advertise next?  “Call 911 for all your fire extinguishing needs.”  “Been mugged?  Try the NYPD.”

Brace yourselves

It’s gonna get crazy hot overnight. We’ve been kinda spoiled the last two days with the cool 70 degree weather. Tommorow, you’re going to wake up on the surface of the sun.

An immediate jump to the mid 90s (if not 100)! How’s that for a smack in the face?

Usually, there is a 24 hour delay on the temps in the subway system. So, it has just finally cooled down to match the street level temp. The increased heat *should* take a day to heat up the system. Hopefully, that will mean a tollerable Friday commute.

Nothing like sweating through all your clothes to start your day off right. Some days on the platform, I sweat from places I didn’t even know could sweat!

Live from the subway, back to you in studio… .

I think the kiddies are gone

I think the high school kids are finally gone for the summer! They might have been gone for a week or more now, but I am just noticing how much less crowded certain trains are.

There’s a particular time in the morning where it seems that most of the high school kids go to catch the train to school. For my neighborhood, it is right around 7:40am. That’s when the bulk of them seem to be around.

The guys, who all think they are badass gangstas, stand in the doorways, and rarely move when the doors open. The girls travel in packs of at least three. Usually, they seem to be at peak annoyance in groups of five or more.

Anyway, they all seem to be gone!

The funnier part is that you don’t even see them around the neighborbood either…even on the weekend. Where do all these kids go? Are they all holed up somewhere?

Live from the subway, back to you in studio… .

Wake up and pay attention

You all know this person. They are the ones that wait for the last possible second to get off the train and then get pissy that people are in their way.

Usually, this person is completely zoned out. Then all of a sudden, they notice that the express train they want is across the platform. So, in a panic, they jump to their feet.

“GETTING OFF! I’M COMING OUT!”

Yeah buddy, we noticed, but where were you 5 minutes ago when everyone around you got up?

So if you screw up because your iPod is cranked as high as it will go, and you don’t realize we are at your stop, don’t be retarded. One of these days (as I’m sure it has already happened) someone is going to get decked by the person they are trying to plow through. In the worst case, you just get off at the next stop and change directions.

Live from the subway, back to you in studio… .

Suitcases Everywhere

Holy suitcases batman!  Where the hell is everyone going today?

Everywhere I look, there’s people with suitcases trying to get onto the subway.  I guess everyone is getting out of dodge for the weekend.  Maybe they figured that they would avoid the Memorial Day weekend traffic and just go the next weekend. 

I love how women pack massive suitcases that weigh more than they do just to go on a weekend trip.  There they stand, helplessly at the bottom of the stairs waiting for guys to come by and help them out.

Here’s a tip:  If that’s your game plan, you’d better be cute.  If you’re not at least a little attractive, good luck getting someone to stop and help you in the peak of the early morning commute.  This is especially true of you’ve got a bag packed with every pair of shoes you own (all 300 pairs) because you never know what you might need to wear in the 2 days you plan to be away from your apartment. 

There was a line of women waiting at the elevator at pen station.  There were so many, and their bags were so big, that they had to wait and go in shifts. 

I saw at least a half a dozen people getting on and off the trains with big rolling bags at EVERY stop this morning.  That’s just what I could see from my train car, so I am sure there were plenty more.  Hope there’s not something I should know about this weekend!

School of Visual Arts

Well, there’s no crazies on the train this morning…at least that I am aware of. And I didn’t see anything out of the ordinarty either.

So that’s usually when I start to look around the train a little carefully. The subway billboard ads are where I look first.

I’ve seen the School of Visual Arts ads before, and now I’m starting to appreciate them more. They themselves are interesting art works. I especially enjoy the one that has the pens, pencils, paintbrushes, etc attached to a computer mouse.

I also like their slogan, “How bad do you want to be good?” It’s kinda badass.

Anyway, the bigger point is that if you are going to spend an ass load of cash on buying subway ads, you better make the look good. There’s so many that just flat out suck. For example, just about all of the MTA’s ads. So if you are going to make me stare at your ad for my whole ride, you better make it memorable!

Live from the subway, back to you in studio… .