o-m-g the MBTA is out to kill me
Monday, August 3, 2009 at 1:06PM
I wrote this on my T in this morning... mostly as a anger outlet but thought you might get a kick out of this rant!
OMG do T drivers need a special license?! They must not because lately I've feared my own life several times. The driver (a woman most likely on crack) this morning is braking so hard and quickly that I not only am being catapulted out of my seat but I actually smell rubber burning. Relax it lady... before the guy looking queasy across from me loses it.
Last Friday my T driver was Indy racing our train from Copley to Hynes against absolutely no one. We hit such high speeds the slightest bump in the tracks propelled me (gravity stricken, me) straight to the roof. It was kind of embarrassing and frightening all at the same time.
Give these drivers their damn cell phones back if it means they're occupying themselves with something that doesn't involve seeing how fast an old green train can go from 0 to 60 and from 60 to 0 again. I'm going to be sick....or more likely I'm about act in violence on this pyscho b*tch driving the train.
Ah Park Street and I'm alive, although now deaf due to incessant bell ringing as my cracked out T driver tries to leave the station. Welcome to Monday everyone!
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Reader Comments (1)
Yikes, i know the feeling! I take the bus and pray every morning we get there safe!