BART

I like change because it keeps me on my toes. Did anyone notice when this change happened? I've been in my own little bubble lately.



Look at the ETA. OOOOOOOOooooOOOOOOooo

People suck.

I was riding BART to work the other day, and lately it's been packed. I dunno if its the gas prices, or the heat, or whatever, but there's never an open seat on the morning train anymore. Basically, this means that I get to work grumpy because I don't get to nap on the way to work anymore.

The train was as crowded as ever yesterday--no open seats again--and this prego chick got on at a stop. The effed up thing is that NO ONE got up to give her a seat for a couple stops. I would have, but I was standing too. Finally, a retarded person in a seat by the doors got up, so I let prego know that a seat was open.

How messed up is it that a retarded lady had to give up her seat to a pregnant girl on the train? Kinda makes me afraid to like have a heart attack or something on BART. Mofos would probably keep minding their own business, or take pictures with their cell phone cameras. Nice world we live in.

More bad new. I gotta take the GREs this Saturday. Wish me luck.

I wanna end on a good note, so I'll just say that there's a company picnic this Sunday with free booze. AND I found out that my boss isn't gonna be there, so :)

BART happenings

Usually the ride back on bart is pretty uneventful; if I come back late I can't sit and do work or anything so I'm stuck looking at (mostly) the exhausted and depressed faces of other riders who wish they had better jobs, lives, etc...And people wonder why I'm in such a bad mood when I come home from school.

I thought it was gonna be same ol' same ol' today when I got on the Fremont train, but at the Rockridge stop, some guy got on that looked like Snoop Dog. No joke. I wish I had my camera on me or something. Then when I transferred at MacArthur and got on the Concord train, there was this guy that looked like Martin Yan from "Yan Can Cook!" That's when I really wish I had brought my camera to school. Lesson learned.

Finally, when I got off at Lafayette, I saw some old asian lady pick a ginormous booger out of her nose and smear it on the side of the car, just below the window. I don't think anyone else noticed cuz all the people around her were sleeping/rockin out to their iPods. I was pretty grossed out tho. So basically, instead of watching the normal depressing BART scene I was amused, amused, and disgusted. Third time is not always a charm.

Imma go wash my hands now.