Boston's public transportation sucks. It is run by a bunch of idiots who have no idea how to run a business. My five year old could do better. They spend millions of dollars every year for what they call "service upgrades." They spent millions on electronic signs that are supposed to tell you if your train is late. Do they work, HELL NO. I was sitting waiting for the train, staring at the sign that said my train was "on time", only it was already a half an hour late. Quality service!
Then, after 45 minutes of staring at a sign that says my train is "on time,"it finally comes. It is absolutely overcrowded and no place to move. I finally manage to wiggle and squeeze my way through to get on the train and guess who is standing next to me? A hideously smelling man who doesn't even speak English. When I say smelly, I mean my f'in eyes were burning. If I could have, I would have held my breath for the entire 30 minute trip into Boston. I saw a 60 year old woman try to spray purfume on this idiot's back. I start talking to the lady next to me (who was hot) and I said to her loud enough so a particular smelly person could hear me, "I wonder how many people on this train know it is customary to shower daily in this country." Now, many people actually laughed (when they were not gagging from the smell) at my comments but I also got a dirty look from one "smelly person."
Now I don't know if he shot me a dirty look because he was offended by what I said or if he actually just made a gross face because he finally smelled himself. To add insult to injury, he had to grab his cell phone and start talking real loudly, in some language I think only martians could understand. BTW, he hasn't stopped staring at me. At this point, I am getting scared, thinking he may try to hug me with his stink or something. Maybe he is on the phone with his little stink mafia friends tryin to set up a hit on me. Whatever he is doing, I was hoping someone would kill me as the stink was so unbearable. I saw a guy stuff tissues up his nose and leave them there. I thought I saw an older woman try to take her own life with a pen.
Finally the train arrives at the station and about 200 blue faced (from holding their breath) people run for the exit door. I yell out, "stampede" and begin to worry someone actually might get hurt. You should have heard the people sucking in air as soon as they hit the outside, including myself.
OK, my breakdown....if Boston wants to improve it's transportation system, don't put up signs that don't work. That's just f'in stupid.
My idea on how to improve the transit system is to make a special train for smelly bastards. I mean, I want to ride in comfort (no smell) and safety (not have to worry about getting killed in a stampede to get away from a smelly person). At they very least, put a bathing policy in place....