Sunday, May 21, 2006
Why bother talking if you have nothing worthwhile to say?
On an uptown 1 train from Times Square: The platform was jammed solid. I have no idea how long it had been since the last train. I waited 20 minutes for the first train, which I couldn’t get on. The next one came after 3 minutes. The smell was dreadful, and while I was lucky enough to get a seat, a woman standing to my right was almost on my lap. After a few minutes, the train stopped and the conductor said it was due to train congestion ahead. A few people chuckled when I thought out loud that he was a bloody liar. What congestion? You need trains for congestion. But those guys always talk crap. Every day, when the ‘N’ train I used to take into work stopped on the Manhattan Bridge, the conductor felt obliged to apologise that we have stopped “due to a red signal”. Just in case we might have thought the driver was on his breakfast break!
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