It's always good and easy to start the blog with an MBTA rant. Not so much a rant, but just observations--observations that I'm sure others have noticed/blogged/ranted about.
The seats on the Red Line...who designed those tiny little seats and then lined up along the wall the car like that? Whoever it was, they weren't thinking about big American butts and shoulders, that's for sure. And for the life of me, I can't understand why people squeeze themselves in those seats. Most of the time I stand, even if there is a seat. It's just too uncomfortable to be jammed in there, not being able to move your arms or cross you legs. A lot of times you see people sitting on the edge of the seat, like they're on the bench at a close basketball game.
The other thing is people who are crazy about getting to and out the door. They're usually sitting, (and it seems I'm standing over them), and the train is pulling into the station. The door is a few feet away, but before the train stops they got to at least stand up and start pushing toward the door, desperate to get out, making the people standing and clinging with outstretched arms to a tiny pole or overhead bar teeter around. Guess what? I know this is gonna come as a big surprise to you, but you're not the only one getting off. And the train isn't going to take off you with still in it. If you're having a tough time getting off, so is everyone else, so that means the train is going to wait.
Gotta love the city.
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