Commuters Fatigue

yea, that's about right...

You know what I actually miss about New York? What made my life a living hell and now I can't forget it? The subway system. And I don't mean just because it ran 24hrs a day (that's only absolutely necessary when you live an hour away from everything by all methods of transportation). Yesterday I was on the metro here in Montreal and the automated voice came on to say "next station, Place-des-Arts" (only, you know, in French). I began to reminisce about when the angry MTA conductor would yell at you while trying to squeeze onto a car so crowded people were literally beginning to meld into one being. And when I say yell at "you", I don't mean you in the "one" sense, I mean they would literally pick you out and start screaming at you. Of course, that happened much more frequently on the G Train, since it was just an underground slow moving bus. I thought about how I miss fighting with the rats at 2 AM because they've lost all fear of humans and will soon just be sitting on those bed-bug infested, wooden benches, staring at you like "what? WHAT? that's right, walk away", because they know they can win. Or getting on a train and wondering where exactly it was going to end up, since it's a weekend and God knows trains don't actually run on a schedule then, only to realize it's just going backwards to take you to a shuttle bus.

Who knew I would have nostalgia for that? Alright, I did. The subways here are impeccable. Of course, being jobless, I haven't had to deal with rush hour, but somehow I doubt that, when I inevitably (hopefully?) find legal employment, the commute will be anywhere as bad...

Looks like the wonderful world of oz...

I haven't even been here a week yet!