Last night I was on the train around 9PM, on mt way home from work when the L stopped cold at the Belmont station. The doors kept opening and closing and then the conductor got on the loud horn "get your hands out of the door or else I'm coming back there".
He ended up fulfilling his promise/threat. I don't know what transpired, and we were stalled for 15 minutes, but it was an entertaining diversion while I was reading Business Week. And listening to Phoenix, and scoping out a few hotties wearing suits.
Sometimes...I just fucking LOVE this city so much.
1 comment:
Yikes!
There are so many crazies that ride the L!
-Dean
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