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Keep your hands to yourself

Have you ever been riding the subway, spied the emergency brake and had a passing urge to pull it and see what happened?

emergencybrakeI think we all have.

But then we stop and consider the resulting delays and fines and possible imprisonment, and we don’t.

‘Cause we smarter than that.

But not the joker on my train tonight.

No, he decided to give that ol’ brake a pull. So, now we all know what happens.

First, it definitely stops the train. And apparently the conductors can’t tell where on the train the brake was pulled. So, they have to walk down the line, car by car, and see where the incident occurred.  Which takes a long, long time.

Eventually, they opened a single door and let people file out of the train…so I was able to jump on another subway line and get home.

Did the culprit get his due?  I don’t know.  But in my mind…

He did. Oh yes, he did.

Riding the rails

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I was playing with my phone during the ride home on the train tonight,  and took this shot.

It matched my mood. Kinda like it.

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All dressed up…

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That’s tired, tired, tired.

As in I fell out of my chair earlier. Asleep. And I was on a train, so people noticed.

That might qualify as 105 percent.

Being neighborly

Thank you, Jim.

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When I asked for directions outside the Summit train station this afternoon,  you could have simply pointed to the street and gone on your way.

But you smiled and asked where I was headed and, in typical small-town fashion, offered to give me a ride to my hotel because of the intense heat.

I could have put up my big-city blinders and refused, but I could tell — you were just being nice. So I got a ride and a fun, impromptu tour of Summit.

After a delayed, packed train ride, it was an unexpected pleasure.

Thanks again for taking the time.

Context

If you dropped someone from the pre-Internet era onto this train — let’s say Don Draper from Mad Men just for the fun of it….

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…would he jump up, expecting the upholstery to burn his butt?

Think about it.

Getting in the short line

TSA preYesterday I made a special trip to the Newark Airport to conduct my in-person interview for TSA Pre.

It seemed like a good idea when I signed up a couple of weeks ago.  Interviews are only conducted at Newark and JFK — not my usual LaGuardia — so I opted for Newark since I can get there easily enough by train.

Then the heavens opened up.

It was raining cats and dogs yesterday morning.  The trains were all delayed.  Even the tram at Newark was stopping and starting due to the weather.

So, needless to say, I was about seven minutes late for my interview, and the TSA doesn’t wait for anyone.  They would only interview me if they had another ‘no-show.’ (Thankfully, that happened within 30 minutes.)

The interview itself took about five minutes, and I was approved — woo hoo!  But if you see my ID, I won’t look happy about it.

The TSA doesn’t allow you to smile.

All in the family

My friend Leah and I went to the US Open tennis tournament today hoping to see favorite players.

Me, Djokovic at the practice courts. Her, Verdasco in his early round match. We were both successful. (Leah even shook Verdasco’s hand.)

jack sockBut we did not expect to meet Jack Sock’s aunt and uncle on the train platform on our way back into the city!

But we did.

They were chatting with friends and were curious about the matches that were still in progress.  And since both of us were intent on our cellphones, they asked for an update.

We ended up talking until we arrived at Penn Station.

I think that counts as yet another sports celebrity encounter — don’t you?

 

Follow that dog

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Amtrak train
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July 19, 2014

“Dog people are good people.”

Stop and go

Another train trip last night, another two-hour delay.

But not one person complained.

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Our train was held at the station in Philadelphia for over an hour because an Acela near Wilmington hit two people on the tracks.

Both died.

No matter how long I was stuck on that train… how late I was for my meeting… or even how lousy the weather was when I finally arrived in Washington —

It was a great day to be alive.

Spooky

My train to Boston was only ten minutes late today.

That’s an improvement of roughly four hours over last Friday.

But now that we are en route, I wonder if I should get off the train —

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It looks like a horror movie out there!

Don’t go in the woods…”