Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Knocked out!

OUCH! Hello do you see me here.  Yesterday, as I was walking to the train a man ran me over trying to get on the train. When I say run me over I am not saying a slight hit I am saying a complete bulldoze almost falling on my ass plowing and KEPT GOING! 

Today, I am sitting on the train reading my book and BLAM!  This big black lady walking down the aisle smacks me with her duffel bag.  Not once but TWICE.  Not only did she just smack me and keep going twice she smelled so bad and it lingered on and on.

Tonight on the way home, this old man pulls his bike on the train.  He smacks me and my friend with his bike.  Then his bike breaks and his kick stand flys off and hits my friend in the leg.  Thank goodness it only grazed him not breaking the skin.

Wow the blue line is getting dangerous. LOL

Monday, June 21, 2010

Haiku

Damn you Celtic
Your loss fills my train ride in
People are crazy

Monday, June 14, 2010

In the words of Stephanie Tanner - " How Rude!"

Has common courtesy been totally lost in this world today?  I boarded the Amtrak to work today and was taken totally off guard when I could not find a seat.  I am absolutely amazed by the number of rude people on this train.  There are people sleeping on two chairs.  There are couples taking up the four seaters.  There is even one A$$ that is sitting in the four seater all alone.  One seat for is trash, one seat for his feet and luggage and one seat for his butt.  Even when we walked up and down the train looking for a seat NO ONE moved their stuff.  I walked by the guy with four seats and was going to as him to move his stuff, but my friend would not let me.  It is 8am and this is really not how I wanted to start my day.  Ok so here is my other beef.  Though I really like some of the conductors are GREAT, but are you telling me that they did not see how fast the train was filling up and all the people taking up more then their fair share of seat?  I think that if you are going to take 4 seats you should have to PAY for 4 seats.  They always threaten it but they never do it.  Ok I mean I sleep on the train too, but as least I only take up one chair. 

All of this has made me take a look at a few other times where common courtesy has been lost.  Opening the doors for women.  When was the last time a man (not your husband or family member) held the door open for you?  Giving your chair up for the elderly or women with children.  Daily on the metro I see men sitting down in the chairs while women stand with their kids and fall or stand very uneven with them.  Saying excuse me instead of pushing past people and crowds.  What happen to the world I grew up in?  You know the time when you used to listen to your elders and show them respect.

Again in the words of Stephanie Tanner - " How Rude!"

Thursday, June 10, 2010

No Power on the Metro

Today there was a 40 min delay on blue line. Train was rather empty until it sat there for 40 mins. Then we were squished in like sardines. The funny thing everyone was uncharacteristically nice about it. There was a train ahead of us that had lost power.  So we had to wait for it to be fixed and be on its way before we could leave. While I sat waiting on the stuffy, hot, some what uncomfortable train, I had a chat with the lady sitting next to me. After riding this train pretty much daily you can tell when someone is walking down the aisle and is gonna sit by you and well I knew she was.  You can also tell who you can or want to talk to and who you should not.  After about 10 mins she looked at me and we began our conversation.  We discussed the attitudes of the others on board and how nice it was that no one was causing problems or complaining.  We discussed how it must suck to be stuck on the train under ground and have no way of getting a hold of you boss if you were on the way to work at that time.  Which by the way would really suck if anything bad happened as there is not cell service underground.  That is a tad bit scary.  Once the train left and got above ground we ended our conversation for a while and I returned to my book and she got on the phone.  She was speaking to her son most of the way about his family and stuff like that. After she hung up she spilled his story to me. (I guess yesterday i looked like a therapist because she was the second person to spill her guts to me.)  Let's just say ugh. That kid needs to get some self confidence and take control of his life. The girlfriend takes advantage of him and disrespect his family.  She was very sad for him but was not going to keep holding his had through this, because he was old enough to stand up for himself and needed to take control of his life.  As we parted I told her I would pray for her and her son and I left the train.

I find it amazing that there are days when you just need someone to listen and God provides.  I'm glad I was there for this lady.  I'm also glad she was sane and clean.  LOL  Come on no ones perfect I have to count those blessing too.

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

How dare you...I even work there!

Well it seems my bog is more popular than even I knew. The Los Angeles Times ran a FRONT PAGE article about the Blue Line.  Yes my beloved Blue Line.  I was so bummed to see that.  I'm the blogger for the blue line...it's my space.  Ok really I don't own the space but - HOW RUDE. 

I do have to say that my stories are better than Mike Anton's.  OOOO wonder if saying this could get me fired?  Oh well, for the last two years I have been bringing you stories about the world on the Green, Blue and Red lines and I don't intend to stop.  Boo on them for publishing his story and not mine.  Well I guess I better get my butt in gear for the movie...lol.

I just ask you keep reading and telling your friend about me...and my other blog too. Until then I leave you with HIS story...you can judge for yourself. 

http://www.latimes.com/news/local/la-me-blue-line-20100609,0,591969.story


p.s. This morning I was asked relationship advice from a 45 year old Mexican Grandpa (he told me all that) who was very drunk and it was only 8am. He was standing in the front of the train and then he moved to sit in front of me.  He asked me "Do you think it is ok for a 45 year old Grandpa to fall in love again?"  First thing I thought was Yes, as long as it is not with me.  I composed myself and said "Sure, of course it is." Big mistake that lead to a 10 minute conversation about how important it is for each of us to realize how special they are and that we all deserve happiness and if this lady is already cheating on him she is not worth it.  Tell me what part of my face shoved in a book made me look like a therapist?  I guess everyone needs a friend now and then.