Dear MTA

I hate you. That is all.

No wait- that is not all. You suck. And if I ever catch the bus driver that left a dozen of us (including my kid and an elderly woman) standing in a full-on thunderstorm while he (or she) whisked away in a nearly empty bus... well. I won't say what I'll do, but it won't be pretty. Don't get me started on how sometimes I have to wait 20 minutes for a local train to come (so I can go two stops) while four locals-masquerading as express trains- whizz by.

I'd get a car, but then there's that whole congestion pricing thing to look forward to. Bah.

In other news: after weeks of dithering, I've finally found something to knit. Bomb (Bomber? Something like that) from Denim People in ecru Elann Den-m-it. Or, as I call it, Dammit. Because it's hard knitting, that cotton.

Comments

[Christie]

Wow, I can totally relate. I've experienced almost all of those things [with the exception of the express/local train thing - we don't even have and express train!]. And, they raised the prices in LA with another hike in the near future.

I'm so getting a car.