I get on the train at the beginning of the line. In other words, there is only one way the train can go.
So, riddle me this... sometimes when I get to the platform, there will be a guy waiting for the train. The train comes, we all get on. The train isn't full... but he remains on the platform where he appears to be waiting for the next train. Where exactly does he want to go? He appears to be a perfectly lucid businessman, so I'm really kerfluffled by the whole situation.
Just another unsolved mystery of Metro? Or an alien from the planet Mercury. You decide.
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Tickets and Trains
After working out at the downtown gym, I headed to the train station for my final trek home. When I arrived, there was an unusual amount of people standing at the top of the stairs overlooking the train platform. As I approached, I found out why: The platform was FULL. Like NYC in rush hour full. I don't think so many people have ever been at an LA Metro train station ever.
The train at the platform was FULL of people--so full that some were halfway hanging out the door (that couldn't close) like they were in a third world country where people just grab on to the backs of busses and sit in each others laps (this is LA--get off my couture. sniff.).
When they finally got the people contained so the train could close its doors and make way for an empty train to pick up the overflowing throngs of Californians.... it inched. inched. inched away from the platform. Then inched. inched. inched its way back.
It was broke. "mechanical issues" ... Are we sure we can't just take our chances?? :)
So back it came and emptied off the people onto our shoulders, because clearly that's the only place they would fit. I ran upstairs to the other train platform when I found out it was secretly allowing people to board and ... For the first time ever, I stood in the aisle half way home on the train (until I was lucky enough that the girl I was hovering over finally got off. PS to her--maybe wear a bra that matches your shirt if you are going to show off your tickets to the entire train. I'm just saying.).
All and all I only got home about 30 minutes late, so I was thankful that it didn't turn out worse than I originally thought. Nevertheless (the band), it was definitely a Good Day for me to work from home today... I was really thankful to take a break from All That.
The train at the platform was FULL of people--so full that some were halfway hanging out the door (that couldn't close) like they were in a third world country where people just grab on to the backs of busses and sit in each others laps (this is LA--get off my couture. sniff.).
When they finally got the people contained so the train could close its doors and make way for an empty train to pick up the overflowing throngs of Californians.... it inched. inched. inched away from the platform. Then inched. inched. inched its way back.
It was broke. "mechanical issues" ... Are we sure we can't just take our chances?? :)
So back it came and emptied off the people onto our shoulders, because clearly that's the only place they would fit. I ran upstairs to the other train platform when I found out it was secretly allowing people to board and ... For the first time ever, I stood in the aisle half way home on the train (until I was lucky enough that the girl I was hovering over finally got off. PS to her--maybe wear a bra that matches your shirt if you are going to show off your tickets to the entire train. I'm just saying.).
All and all I only got home about 30 minutes late, so I was thankful that it didn't turn out worse than I originally thought. Nevertheless (the band), it was definitely a Good Day for me to work from home today... I was really thankful to take a break from All That.
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