I know it’s been awhile since my last post and I apologize to all my fellow crankys out there, who rely on my regular dose of cranky-dom to get them through their days. I plan to be a more regular cranky going forward.
That being said–you’d think that the holidays would give those of us who ride public transportation a reason to be jolly–to be less abusive to one another–to, you know, bust out a “Thank You” once in awhile.
Alas, that’s not the case.
So in the spirit of the season, a fellow cranky @Bill_Beck composed a fine little ditty to help you on your way home.
Sung to the tune of the Twelve Days of Christmas….
On the first day of Christmas my commute gave to me One Unauthorized Person on the tracks.
On the second day of Christmas my commute gave to me….Two late trains, and an Unauthorized Person on the tracks.
On the third day of Christmas my commute gave to me…Three duct tape expresses, two late trains and an Unauthorized Person on the tracks.
On the fourth day of Christmas, my commute gave to me….four cell phone squawkers , three duct tape expresses, two late trains and an Unauthorized person on the tracks.
On the fifth day of Christmas my commute gave to me five conductors gabbing, four cell phone squawkers, three duct tape expresses, two late trains and an Unauthorized Person on the tracks.
On the sixth day of Christmas my commute gave to me, six feet on seats, five conductors gabbing, four cell phone squawkers, three duct tape expresses, two late trains and an Unauthorized Person on the track.
On the seventh day of Christmas my commute gave to me….seven added stops, six feet on seats, five conductors gabbing, four cell phone squawkers, three duct tape expresses, two late trains and an Unauthorized Person on the track.
On the eighth day of Christmas my commute gave to me… eight broken switches, seven added stops, six feet on seats, five conductors gabbing, four cell phone squawkers, three duct tape expresses, two late trains and an Unauthorized Person on the track.
On the ninth day of Christmas my commute gave to me….NINE SUSPENDED LINES…eight broken switches, seven added stops, six feet on seats, five conductors gabbing, four cell phone squawkers, three duct tape expresses, two late trains and an Unauthorized Person on the track.
On the tenth day of Christmas my commute gave to me….ten slip-slide conditions, nine suspended lines, eight broken switches, seven added stops, six feet on seats, five conductors gabbing, four cell phone squawkers, three duct tape expresses, two late trains and an Unauthorized Person on the track.
On the eleventh day of Christmas my commute gave to me…eleven stinky eaters, ten slip-slide conditions, nine suspended lines, eight broken switches, seven added stops, six feet on seats, five conductors gabbing, four cell phone squawkers, three duct tape expresses, two late trains and an Unauthorized Person on the track.
On the twelfth day of Christmas my commute gave to me, twelve percent fare hike, eleven stinky eaters, ten slip-slide conditions, nine suspended lines, eight broken switches, seven added stops, six feet on seats, five conductors gabbing, four cell phone squawkers, three duct tape expresses, two late trains and an Unauthorized Person on the track.
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Happy Holidays Crankys!
All of that, and its not even punch day. Very nice.