Took a couple of trips today around town on the T. I'm a big fan of the Boston T-- for all its faults it gets me where I need to go.
That being said I realized something today about why I get stressed out when I take it. I hate filth. Hate it hate it. I was about to sit down on the Red Line when I realized that the corner smelled like pee. Not dog pee. Human pee.
Ive decided that I hate people who 1) litter 2) leave gum around 3) spit inside the subway stations. The last two really piss me off since gum is usually deliberately left so that someone has to touch it or step on it. And spit!?! What kind of pig spits in an underground station where no rain is going to wash anything away!?!
Yuck. Yuck. Yuck.
That being said I realized something today about why I get stressed out when I take it. I hate filth. Hate it hate it. I was about to sit down on the Red Line when I realized that the corner smelled like pee. Not dog pee. Human pee.
Ive decided that I hate people who 1) litter 2) leave gum around 3) spit inside the subway stations. The last two really piss me off since gum is usually deliberately left so that someone has to touch it or step on it. And spit!?! What kind of pig spits in an underground station where no rain is going to wash anything away!?!
Yuck. Yuck. Yuck.
now, move over...