Oh, public transportation.
Sometimes a tree falls on the tracks of the green line. And I'm delayed an hour.
Sometimes the green line just plain breaks down and I almost get stuck inside the car.
Sometimes, at the Fenway stop, I have to take a shuttle bus to the next station because of construction. And it just happens to be in October, while it's snowing.
And sometimes, after I've turned around to kiss my boyfriend goodbye, I'm about to walk up the steps to get inside the T car, and the conductor closes the doors in my face. And I have to wait 15 minutes for the next one to come.
-_-
maybe the conductor just had a bad breakup?
Or maybe public transportation has a really bad grudge against me...
Sometimes the green line just plain breaks down and I almost get stuck inside the car.
Sometimes, at the Fenway stop, I have to take a shuttle bus to the next station because of construction. And it just happens to be in October, while it's snowing.
And sometimes, after I've turned around to kiss my boyfriend goodbye, I'm about to walk up the steps to get inside the T car, and the conductor closes the doors in my face. And I have to wait 15 minutes for the next one to come.
-_-
maybe the conductor just had a bad breakup?
Or maybe public transportation has a really bad grudge against me...