tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271044417293773235.post7343564270387699856..comments2008-12-14T16:39:18.286-05:00Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11097163969864312650thesassykathy@gmail.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271044417293773235.post-90376285285235404042008-12-14T16:39:00.000-05:002008-12-14T16:39:00.000-05:00Holy Moly, that was funny. <BR/><BR/>I used to ride the train to work when I lived in Atlanta, and I hated it. In addition to smelly breath, and smelly underarms, I used to get asked for money or get told how beautiful I am..... and I would stick my head deeper in my book and turn up my ipod. <BR/><BR/>Trains suck, but it beats the alternativelifeinthemiddlelanehttp://lifeinthemiddlelane.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271044417293773235.post-82109408413257572902008-12-08T06:09:00.000-05:002008-12-08T06:09:00.000-05:00Kathy, I'm here thanks to Chuck!<BR/><BR/>This is a FAB post, I was totally giggling my way through it. I really feel for you, its a horrific commute.<BR/><BR/>Although, it does make me wonder if, unlike Grant, I think that London Tubes aren't so bad anymore. <BR/><BR/>That said, I'm meant to be on one, on my way out of the house, but the thought that there's no direct line and its going to take ageees is putting me off. <BR/><BR/><BR/>To be fair, if I had to commute that much EVER on a regular basis I'd kill something small and furry. Once a day. Just to relieve the stress.. ;-)last-minute Academichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03333436335579223622noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271044417293773235.post-82731321250050879452008-12-07T13:24:00.000-05:002008-12-07T13:24:00.000-05:00Kathy<BR/><BR/>I'm surprised, to say the least, that I am the first person to comment on this brilliant expression of commuter life today.<BR/><BR/>Having been lucky(?) enough to live in LA for the past 15 years, and never once having to endure public transportation, your explanation of fellow riders and writhers reminds me of my youth in the UK where *every freakin' day* was sandwiched by the joy one calls "London Transport"<BR/><BR/>Worst than DC transportation is the London Transport Tubes' (underground light railway) dearth of seating, preferring to insist the majority of commuters *stand* for their trip, surrounded by a sea of 'rubbers' - people that apparently pay a fare to rub themselves up against you with a little thought for personal space, personal privacy, and / or personal hygiene.<BR/><BR/>I can only imagine now, 25 years later, how cell phones have "enhanced" this commuter hell.<BR/><BR/>However much I *want* to feel sorry for your DC predicament, I must first ask you to experience the London Tube in all its glory, then sing from the mountain tops - a la Julie Andrews - , about how lucky you are to at least have a 'Quiet Car' option.<BR/><BR/>Cheers!<BR/><BR/>GrantGrant Simmonshttp://www.onerockatatime.comnoreply@blogger.com