This morning I got on one train and a guy was listening to a video with police sirens on his phone, the same video, over and over and over. So I got off at the next stop and moved to the next car. And on the next car was an African lady (actually from Africa) yapping away in Nigerian to someone on her phone :)
I always try to get on the “quiet car” if one is provided.
—”yapping away in Nigerian to someone on her phone”
I do hope you do not mind my laughter for this brings back some goofy memories.
Most on my train were readers or sleepers but it only takes one a-hole. Not counting a few that had been over-served before boarding.
The train home just before Christmas with double the usual number of cars and making two stops at each station so the cars align the platform, packed to the gills! And I always left early to catch a noon train. Still, all were in high spirits, you could feel the buzz!
Sub zero mornings when the f-n door would freeze wide open!!! You could stand in another car or freeze in place.
Frozen switch gear and no trains can move, for hours, cell network jammed!! Some jumped off, the local neighborhood is terra incognita...Legend has it the gangbangers do not venture out in the cold?
The best is seeing stalled bumper-to-bumper traffic and I’m rolling along to home.