Yes, those CharlieTickets can be so annoying. Thankfully, at least for today, the T left a nice open gate at NEMC for anybody who didn't want to bother going through that whole buy-a-ticket thing - which I discovered when I saw somebody taking advantage of it.
Dinane recounts your typical Orange Line commute involving a train going out of service with, of course, the alleged service train right behind it that eventually moseys into the station looking like the last train out of Paris in "Casablanca," then realizes:
... I'm very lucky to have a life where the most annoying and painful things are almost always public transportation in Boston.
It could be way worse.
One guess what the new T-Rage blog is about. It's by a former Orange Line rider now living in Dorchester who is starting to hate the Red Line, too:
Unless you don't mind people scrawling answers to them:
... On my way home on the orange line a few nights ago, I noticed an ad that asked "Is a biolab safe in the south end?" with graffiti scrawled below it that said "No or anywhere else". ... [O]n an ad that said "Where's Whitey" (probably referring to "Whitey" Bulger the FBI informant at the center of recent scandal) the artist had replied below "In the Suburbs". ...
Sarah gets that Emily Post feeling when she notices the young couple across from her on the Red Line making out. At 7:45 in the morning:
... I just don't need to hear wet, sucking sounds while I try and look away as his hand moves from her face down her neck and to her breast/shoulder. ...
But it gets even better when a male acquaintance of theirs gets on at Central and snuggles in.
Jesse recounts angry people taking off their belts and snapping them at each other at Downtown Crossing on the Orange Line and miscreant poodles on the Green Line:
... Yesterday a woman gets on the very crowded train, kind of a glitzy aging Paris Hilton character. Lo and behold, she brazenly brings two little poodles with her, not in her purse, but walking on the floor. They sniff all around, climb on things and cause five passengers to almost fall while trying to not step on them. ...
Perspicax reports that after he got on the train yesterday afternoon, it took 70 minutes to get from Forest Hills to Back Bay.
I wonder how long it would have taken to just walk?
... At one point during the ride, he reached into his splayed-open bag and emerged with a tube of generic-looking deodorant. As I looked on in horror, this guy lifted his sweaty T-shirt and began to actually APPLY the deodorant...one side, then the other. ...
While I had a decent enough trip on the Orange Line this past weekend, Jason once again reports on how badly it sucked. One example: He's sitting next to a Chinese woman at the Chinatown stop who wants to go to Malden - which she can't do because the line ended at Downtown Crossing due to signal work:
JP Confidential notes an uptick in angry station announcements on the Orange Line:
... How one can load the words, "Next stop, Back Bay" with venom and spite it is hard to say, but if you have ridden the Orange Line of late you will know what we mean. ...
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