Someone totally threw themselves in front of our train!
Well maybe not while we were on it, but the very train we were about to get on was delayed because someone jumped on the tracks. No real word as to why... Did his iPhone fall down there? Did he think "I just can't wait for this train for 3 more minutes"? Was he trying to recreate While You Were Sleeping, hoping Sandra (that's "Sandy" to her friends) Bullock would jump on the tracks and save him? Or was life seriously not worth living and the only way to take care of the situation was to jump like six feet down onto the tracks during the morning rush hour. sad.
Well the EMT crew got him outta there, fully conscious. We on the other hand had to reroute ourselves, quite successfully actually, getting to work a few minutes early even.
Monday, March 17, 2008
Sunday, March 2, 2008
Yippeee!
I now have company on the train(s)!
Geoff got a job at the same place I work, and I don't have to navigate the LA Metro system alone any longer. It's been such an awesome week to have company and have someone to look at knowingly when a crazy person gets kicked off the train or rejoice with when you just catch the bus.
Yay for me! :)
Geoff got a job at the same place I work, and I don't have to navigate the LA Metro system alone any longer. It's been such an awesome week to have company and have someone to look at knowingly when a crazy person gets kicked off the train or rejoice with when you just catch the bus.
Yay for me! :)
Monday, October 22, 2007
I survived Compton (do I get a T-shirt?)
So things got interesting today.
I left for work at 6:15 and arrived at the train station on time. The train was already at the platform, so I booked it across the street, running on the train just in the nick of time. Or so I thought. As we waited. and waited. And they made an announcement off in the distance about some elusive delays, but I wasn't too worried about it as the train driver (conductor?) didn't seem to be saying anything about it.
Word to the wise: "Delays" on Metro equals "return to your car immediately."
We finally left the station and INCHED to the next stop. I knew I was going to be late, but I was committed at this point. Or I should have been committed... to an asylum. I emailed my boss and told him the train was running behind. No biggie, he's understanding about LA traffic nonsense.
About five looong stops later, I was sitting on the train at Compton station, where the waiting continued. I sat. and sat. And then I heard: "This train is stopping at Slauson station."
WHAT?! Is this not information that they should make abundantly clear BEFORE people get on the train? This little tidbit of news meant my train was getting me only about halfway to downtown, without so much as an explanation as to why.
I practically knocked over some guy blocking the soon-to-be closing door and hurled myself from the train onto the platform. There I was. Compton. I called one of the girls that works with me/lives close to me to ask her how to drive to work (I've only done it once) so that when I eventually made it back to my car, I could turn around and drive myself. She was BEYOND nice and came to Compton to rescue my nappy ass weave from the side of the road, going several miles out of her way to do so. Thanks to carpool (it's a verb here), we were only a wee bit late.
Ahh, Mondays.... EEEK!
I can't say it enough. Go Metro.
I left for work at 6:15 and arrived at the train station on time. The train was already at the platform, so I booked it across the street, running on the train just in the nick of time. Or so I thought. As we waited. and waited. And they made an announcement off in the distance about some elusive delays, but I wasn't too worried about it as the train driver (conductor?) didn't seem to be saying anything about it.
Word to the wise: "Delays" on Metro equals "return to your car immediately."
We finally left the station and INCHED to the next stop. I knew I was going to be late, but I was committed at this point. Or I should have been committed... to an asylum. I emailed my boss and told him the train was running behind. No biggie, he's understanding about LA traffic nonsense.
About five looong stops later, I was sitting on the train at Compton station, where the waiting continued. I sat. and sat. And then I heard: "This train is stopping at Slauson station."
WHAT?! Is this not information that they should make abundantly clear BEFORE people get on the train? This little tidbit of news meant my train was getting me only about halfway to downtown, without so much as an explanation as to why.
I practically knocked over some guy blocking the soon-to-be closing door and hurled myself from the train onto the platform. There I was. Compton. I called one of the girls that works with me/lives close to me to ask her how to drive to work (I've only done it once) so that when I eventually made it back to my car, I could turn around and drive myself. She was BEYOND nice and came to Compton to rescue my nappy ass weave from the side of the road, going several miles out of her way to do so. Thanks to carpool (it's a verb here), we were only a wee bit late.
Ahh, Mondays.... EEEK!
I can't say it enough. Go Metro.
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
Commuting Trials
After a NIGHTMARE commute yesterday--it took me about two hours to get to work--I can't say how exponentially more glad I am that today is a work-from-home day.
This is right by one of my bus stops... Right at the time I would be there. YIKES!
This is right by one of my bus stops... Right at the time I would be there. YIKES!
Bomb scare in downtown L.A.
From a Times Staff Writer
8:56 AM PDT, October 3, 2007
8:56 AM PDT, October 3, 2007
The federal courthouse in downtown Los Angeles was being evacuated this morning and some streets closed off as the police bomb squad responded to a report of a suspicious package.
Los Angeles Police Department spokeswoman April Harding said that bomb squad officers were inspecting a black brief case that was left in front of the courthouse, which occupies a city block at Spring and Temple streets in the Civic Center.
Harding said Department of Homeland Security officials ordered the building evacuated shortly after the briefcase was reported about 7:45 a.m., and that the police had cordoned off nearby streets.
Los Angeles Police Department spokeswoman April Harding said that bomb squad officers were inspecting a black brief case that was left in front of the courthouse, which occupies a city block at Spring and Temple streets in the Civic Center.
Harding said Department of Homeland Security officials ordered the building evacuated shortly after the briefcase was reported about 7:45 a.m., and that the police had cordoned off nearby streets.
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Monday, September 10, 2007
I think I need a hug (?)
I must have looked like I needed a hug today. As I got on my last bus to head to work, I sat down in the middle/front by the window. A lady carrying a shopping bag and a large purse came and plopped down right next to me, her stuff overflowing on her lap and on the floor (sidenote: EWW.).
Uhh .... when there are like 8 other people on the entire bus and you have enough stuff to fill up an extra chair, why why why? Doesn't general bus etiquette scream "get your own row unless otherwise necessary?" sigh...
Then I got to work, iPod still on, and a visitor got on the elevator. He stood right next to me in the otherwise empty lift and asked how my day was going.
good, good. fabulous really. thanks.
Just feeling approachable today I guess....? :)
Uhh .... when there are like 8 other people on the entire bus and you have enough stuff to fill up an extra chair, why why why? Doesn't general bus etiquette scream "get your own row unless otherwise necessary?" sigh...
Then I got to work, iPod still on, and a visitor got on the elevator. He stood right next to me in the otherwise empty lift and asked how my day was going.
good, good. fabulous really. thanks.
Just feeling approachable today I guess....? :)
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