The Zen approach to T riding

When her trolley at Ashmont yesterday pulled up lame and then the dispatchers wouldn't let the next trolley roll into the station for some time, Cowbark refused to grumble and foot-stomp like everybody else:

Me? I was happy reading my magazine, and then put it away for a bit to take some photos. You know this is significant because I was also standing in the freezing cold and I still wasn't complaining!