Patience served me well yesterday on my trek in to the city.
I got to the train and noticed a lot of people on the platform. No biggie
though, usually there are plenty of people on the platform and we all get on. Well,
the train rolls in and it is packed. It was already standing room only. I get
on the train and can only find space in the vestibule. Ya know… that space
between train cars where you’re not allowed to stand but in extenuating
circumstances when it’s already dangerous, you can stand their anyways because…why
not just add a little more excitement to your commute in the morning when you
haven’t had your coffee yet…Ya… that space!
One guy decides he is going to get off and wait for the next
train after we find out that the Express Train never showed up and that was the
reason behind the sardine packed train. I glance at my phone and see that there
aren’t any notifications for the next train. I look at the clock. If I wait 8
minutes, I can get on a train and maybe have a seat.
I follow the guy and we stand on the platform and hope that
the next train actually shows up. 6 minutes later (2 minutes early) the train
arrives and we board. Hardly anyone is on the train. I get a seat all to
myself. I get to read my magazine and sip my delightful hot beverage all by
myself on an almost empty train. That beats the vestibule any day!
Happy Friday!
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