This morning as we all got off the train at North Station and head into the T stop, there is a back up at the entry stations. The card readers are not working properly on many of the machines and the line is getting to be about twenty people deep. This woman all the way in the back screams “Move it! I am trying to get to work!” I think she got about a million strange looks. Lady, it is 8am on a Thursday. We are all clad in suits. Where the hell do you think we are all going? No one moved out of her way and she had to wait in line like the rest of us. Thank goodness tomorrow is Friday!