Cause your husband and a million other workers need MORE headaches in their commute!
Disgusting.
Exactly. You and my husband have to deal with the ordinary problems of commuting and yet that bastard in Gracie Mansion (excuse me, that bastard hanging out in the health club in Brooklyn) dares to make life worse for all the decent people who pay taxes and make NYC the vibrant economic center it truly is. We gotta get him out of there but I don’t know who the hell to replace him with.