Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Wherefore art thou A train?

Seriously, New York?
I sing your praises for two weeks and this is how you repay me? I get it. We have a dysfunctional relationship and you are just exercising your power to make sure I hadn't forgotten but come on. 45 minutes for a train in the middle of the day? That's obnoxious.

There had better be orphan children stuck on the track because even if I have been gone awhile, I haven't lost my impatience.

And yes by telling you this I realize I will have to wait another 45 minutes but I know you will respect me for holding my ground.