I take a train that arrives to work about an hour before I have to start. This works out, because it gives me time to put on my makeup once I get here, and I don't have to worry if the train is running 15 minutes late, because I should still be on time.
Normally.
I'd hate to see what happens when a hurricane hits up here - Florida has one, and we have an apocalypse. All the trains into NYC were delayed today (Amtrak, NJT, and PATH) because the power went down on the signals and all the trains had to be verbally talked through the tracks. On top of that, we were stuck outside Newark for 45 minutes to an hour because a train had broken down in front of us. The PATH trains, in addition to having signal problems, had FLOODING problems. At Newark, a woman sat down next to me who smelt so bad, and I was stuck next to her for another 45 minutes. My laptop battery ran out of juice, so I couldn't write or watch a DVD or even play solitaire.
I stared out onto the wet roads and got pissed off when I saw Hwy 21 was slowed down to one lane because of flooding. Why did I get pissed? Well, there were all these little passenger cars lined up to go through the smallest bit of the puddle. Understandable. I have a little passenger car - on rainy days, your own car will flood inside. They're made to commute on roads, not much else. But what's scattered in between passenger cars? SUVs and trucks.
Look, you bought that gas-guzzler so you could navigate the fearful terrains of New Jersey, now go do some friggin' navigatin'. You're tying up traffic because of a half-foot of water, which your double-parker should be able to survive. Bugger.
>^..^
Normally.
I'd hate to see what happens when a hurricane hits up here - Florida has one, and we have an apocalypse. All the trains into NYC were delayed today (Amtrak, NJT, and PATH) because the power went down on the signals and all the trains had to be verbally talked through the tracks. On top of that, we were stuck outside Newark for 45 minutes to an hour because a train had broken down in front of us. The PATH trains, in addition to having signal problems, had FLOODING problems. At Newark, a woman sat down next to me who smelt so bad, and I was stuck next to her for another 45 minutes. My laptop battery ran out of juice, so I couldn't write or watch a DVD or even play solitaire.
I stared out onto the wet roads and got pissed off when I saw Hwy 21 was slowed down to one lane because of flooding. Why did I get pissed? Well, there were all these little passenger cars lined up to go through the smallest bit of the puddle. Understandable. I have a little passenger car - on rainy days, your own car will flood inside. They're made to commute on roads, not much else. But what's scattered in between passenger cars? SUVs and trucks.
Look, you bought that gas-guzzler so you could navigate the fearful terrains of New Jersey, now go do some friggin' navigatin'. You're tying up traffic because of a half-foot of water, which your double-parker should be able to survive. Bugger.
>^..^