Broke early from work and hit Government Center at 4:55. This time, the C line was only the fifth train to come, probably about average. I've never understood how the "schedule" works. The C train is supposed to be the one to come the most often. Above my pay grade.
A crowded train meant I was standing again, but that was no problem compared to the clearly pregnant woman standing next to me. You know what really grinds my gears? When a woman who looks like she was pulled from "People of Walmart" just sits there and doesn't offer the seat to pregnant woman standing in front of her. PoW woman got off after a few stops, so the pregnant woman was able to sit down.
A short while later, I found myself standing next to "That Guy." You know him: the one whose music is simply so incredible that he has to blast his iPod loud enough to make sure everyone within the time zone can hear it. Tapping the hand rail and his foot along with the music and doing his little dance. It would be funny if it weren't so annoyingly pathetic.
For the second day in a row, everyone had to clear the train at Coolidge Corner when it turned Express to Cleveland Circle. Fortunately, they apologized for the inconvenience, so I felt a lot better about it. I wonder if there is some Joe Dimaggio-type streak for most days in a row being forced to change trains at Coolidge Corner.
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