Is it possible to emphasize enough how utterly annoying it is to pay $76/mo for NYC MTA Subway fare and not, in exchange, ever have a peaceful ride to or from work?
Yesterday, to my surprise, I left work a few minutes early and got a seat. Just as I started to unwind and start reading my book, in comes a bum, begging for money. Does he do a short speech asking for everyone's assistance? Noooo of course not. He spends 3 stops explaining how he's in some organization or other and trying to get on his feet. Does it get him anywhere? Nope. He didn't get a dime, and some woman at the end of the car yelled at him on his way out.
This morning, coming in at a far more crowded time, I was smooshed into the usual crowd of commuters. Who comes in but Annoying Minister Guy. I've had the "pleasure" of his presence before, but usually he changes cars at the next stop. Ohhhh no. Not this morning. I got to hear his "God loves you, he died for us, the devil makes war, divorce, and gay people" tirade for 5 express stops (that's like 4 minutes between stops), leaving me only one short stop in relative peace. It's ok, I didn't want to read that chapter of my book yet anyway.
Am I the only one that gets irritated at these things? What is it with people? If you don't have anything useful to say, leave the rest of us alone.
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