It looked like luck was with me yesterday. The rain started just as I was entering Government Center and there were no lines at the turnstile. I raced down the stairs and saw a C-Line train waiting. The doors were closing just as I approached the train, so I prepared myself to catch the next one, but the woman boarding the train got her backpack stuck in the door. Success! The driver was forced to open the door to let her get her backpack free.
Only to slam it in my face as I got to the train. And then the train sat there. And waited. And waited. And the driver refused to open the door, no matter how much knocking or pleading I did. It taunted me for a good two minutes before taking off. No wonder T drivers have such a great reputation in Boston. The German tourist standing next to me said, "I was here 35 years ago and it was exactly the same." Probably the same driver, too.
Note to passengers: If you have access to the facilities, please bathe sometime in the 72 hours before you get on the train. The woman sitting next to me, well, she smelled. Pretty bad. There really wasn't anyplace to go, but I moved as soon as possible.
At least today is Friday.
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