And it's not for lack of things to write about, it's been more about lack of time and too much to report on. I have been getting requests from friends to post more funny pictures from my trips on the MBTA, and I have not done that. Must start up again because I really can't make the stuff I see and hear on my commute up.
But today, I have a sad story - well, sad is relative - it's more the feel bad kind of sad rather than the boo hoo type of sad. Tonight, I miraculously made a train that left North Station earlier than 6 PM. That, in and of itself, is a miracle, let alone the fact that it wasn't delayed. This type of occurrence is rare these days as the good old Commuter Rail and MBCR are clearly having some 'tardiness issues' recently. But I digress... anyways back to my feeling bad sad story...
There was a gentleman that had clearly never been on the commuter rail (or any train) and wasn't from here (dressed in shorts and a tshirt) that was supposed to get off in Chelsea... but he took forever to get his stuff that was stowed on the shelf and went to the wrong door, but by that time, the train had started to go already. He looked confused. Really, really confused. I felt bad. Someone told him the other door will open ... well, the next stop we get to, he does virtually the same thing... and STILL almost misses the stop. I guess this is where I begin to feel less badly since, well, you were told?
But, I do STILL feel bad about the fact that he was dressed for a Florida vacation and it's now hovering around 30 degrees in Boston and he's sitting on the platform waiting for the next train back to his original destination.
Word to the wise, don't think they'll wait for you at your destination. You must hustle to get off the train, especially at those stops that don't have too many people getting on or off. And... also, another word to the wise, be sure to listen to your fellow passengers when they try to help. Chances are, they've done this before.
Now... back to listen to the snore-er who is 5 rows back. Sigh...
