Wednesday, February 15, 2012

I am now a statistic.

I got into a shouting match with an asshole this morning.  Well...he was shouting.  I was calmly calling him an asshole.

There was the usual scrum at the doors, and this cocksucker decides that he's more important than the rest of us and positions himself in the middle of the scrum, by-passing everyone at the back.  When the train arrives, he pushes his way through; even cuts off a girl in front of me. Sadly, she backs down and lets him in.

Not me. As though you'd be surprised by that.

"Asshole," I say, loud enough for him to hear. I want to call him out and make him step back.

No response.

"You're being an asshole," I say, louder.

Again, no response.

So I push his arm to get his attention. Before I can call him out and tell him to get to the back like everyone else, he whirls around and shouts "Why did you shove me?!"

"Because you're being an asshole," I say, keeping my voice calm. "You butt in front of everyone else."

"I did not!" He shouts. "There was no queue."

I laugh at him. He's obviously a simple man and has a low IQ. "Yes there was," I say, "and you cut in front of everyone else."

"No I didn't," he shouts, "there was no queue."

Behind me, a man says, very loudly, "Yes there was. And you cut in front of everyone. We all saw it."

I turn and flash a brilliant smile at my knight in shining armor. Man, he was cute.

Buddy changes his story now. "Everyone is butting in."

No, actually, they aren't.  Just rude pricks like you butt in. But I didn't say that.

As we walked into the train, he kept going on and on and on. Through the doors, up the landing, up the stairs to the second level. Kept going on and on about how I shoved him. I was getting tired of his ranting. He had no defense, no argument; just kept asking me why I shoved him.

We're at the top of the stairs, now, on the second level. He stops and turns to me.

"Why did you shove me?" he asks. Several people turn to watch.

"Because you were being an asshole," I say.

"Yeah? Well...you were being a FUCKING asshole." Oh. Good one. What are you, ten?

I smile. "I didn't use that word."

Oddly, he didn't have a response for that. He just huffed at me and went and sat down.

Don't. Fuck. With. Me.

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

OH HAPPY DAYS!!!

I didn't go to work yesterday, so I missed the first day of GO Transit FuckUpAlooza. And thank the gods for that, cuz if the text messages I received are any indication, I stayed home on the right day.

As most of you know, by now, Ajax GO Station is under construction. The most recent phase is to install a pedestrian tunnel from the platform. When it's done, it will be a good thing. But, until then, we get to deal with half a platform. This will likely take a year to complete.

Oh joy.

Oh bliss.

The one and only good thing that has come of this is the security. This morning, as I came up the escalator, my heart sang out! At the top of the stairs was a yellow-clad security guard, ensuring that the doorway was clear, and no one was blocking the exit.

Hallelujah!!

It was all I could do to keep from doing my Happy Dance. This construction thing may not be so bad, after all.