Wednesday, August 23, 2006 That's outrageous!
On the way to work in the mornings, I ride the subway standing up, without holding on to the rails. I am trying to improve my balance, but I'm afraid my fellow comuters think I'm a snob.
Some further subway background: some aspect of every subway station in Baltimore is always broken, repaired, and re-broken. For example, the ticket machines at the station near my house are functioning, but only for single-trip tickets. Also, they only accept coins, and all the change machines are broken. Better still, one machine only accepts certain coins. Denomination doesn't seem to matter: I think it has to do with "vibes". Depending on how much the person before has forgotten to check for and how much the machine spits back at me after I get my ticket, I get from about five to twenty cents off my ride each morning. It's like playing the slots, and I think of that one machine as "Jackpot".
This morning, though, some jerk walked right in front of me and stole my place at Jackpot. I was afraid I'd miss my train, so I went to the ticket machine next to him and shot dirty looks as I bought my ticket with no magic rebate. He'd taken his ticket, and I heard Jackpot winding up to spit out some money. The jerk turned back and looked, and I watched him watch as a new record high of a dime and a quarter plonked out of the change slot.
He stared at it for a second, then turned and walked away. Just as I was about to reach out and take the money, a woman walked up and stared at the money in the change tray. Then she shook her head and walked away to another machine. I don't understand people sometimes. I took the money. posted by Frenz | 8/23/2006 12:02:00 AM
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