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My parents dropped me off at Sullivan Square this morning at 8:40, which is ordinarily plenty of time for me to get to work by 9. But this morning the trains were few and far between, and the platform was crawling with people, and I stood there as the first train went by with no room, and got more and more frustrated with the transit system. I made it onto the second train that came by, just barely, at 9:00. I was pissed that I was late for work.
Then I found out the orange line trains were delayed because someone died.
Kind of puts things in perspective.
Then I found out the orange line trains were delayed because someone died.
Kind of puts things in perspective.