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The train pulled into
Bloomfield this morning, and the Kleenex rituals began. Synchronized sneezes
and productive coughs rang out from every other seat. Could these selfish
beasts not take a sick day or work from home?
The consistently rude, disengaged and
lethargic conductor kicked us out of the front car just
now. All the cars on the train are packed, but never mind that. He's got some
ladies he needs to lay his game on. Priorities, man!
Can someone please explain to me why
both the A/C and the heat are on? Only in a NJ Transit Bizzaro World is this
possible. It gets better. Today, we are
left to enforce quiet car rules on our own, despite the highly delicate
atmosphere of class warfare that such a thing entails in such an economically
diverse area. Today's skies should be sunny with a slight chance of
aggravated assault.
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