Okay so I wake up today and I head straight to the subway because I want to get to work early to get a jump on things for the day. For accuracy’s sake, let’s say it’s 8:10 am at this point.
The first train comes, and as usual I can’t get on, so I wait for the second train. The second train is still crowded, but I’m able to get on standing and off we go. But we’re slow. Every stop we go to, we end up sitting at for like multiple minutes opening and closing the doors. The train gets more and more crowded to the point I can hardly breathe.
By the time we get to Dufferin station, I think we’re reaching a 10 minute high when they announce that the train is busted and we all have to get off.
Before I know it, I am pushed by a crushing throng on people onto the platform where it becomes abundantly clear that I will not be able to get on any train going Eastbound for a while.
So I make a command decision and I go back West because:
1) It’s better than impotently standing on the subway platform while train after unboardable train passes by.
2) It’s less squishy.
3) I’ll be able to sit.
I take the train backwards all the way to Runnymede (past the stop where I originally boarded) where I cross back over the platform and hop a train headed East again. I have a book and I have a seat and everything seems good as well pull into a tunnel . . .
But then we just sit there. Five minutes. Ten minutes. Fifteen minutes.
Finally, they make an announcement – yet another train has broken down Eastbound at Ossington so we are not moving.
Again, I don’t really care because I have a book and I am sitting, but as we are in a subway tunnel and I do not have a cell phone (and even if I did, I would not be able to get service instead such a concrete tube), I find myself worrying about work because I will most certainly be late.
I mull getting off the train and calling in from a payphone, but then I realize that if I disembark the train, it will be just as hard to get back on and making the call will only serve to slow me down, so I keep my head down and keep reading.
After an hour of ridiculous delays/herky-jerky travel, I finally get off the train and run through the rain to work.
When all is said and done, I stroll into the office after 9:30 and my 20 minute commute has taken me almost an hour and half, which makes me wonder:
1) How bad is my luck that I got stuck in such a logjam?
2) What kind of shape are the subways in if two of them in a row can breakdown like that?
3) What the hell is the TTC doing with my $109 a month?
Oh subway gods, what did I ever do to you?
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