Listen, jackass...I was polite enough to let you in front of me into the queue of people getting off the train. I could have pressed myself against the man in front of me as though I knew him in a "knew him" way, but I didn't. I thought I'd be nice and let you in.
And you, you ditz, with the pink ear buds, I let you in, too. Even though you were popping your gum (which I hate. What are you, six?).
Did either one of you say thank you? Glance up at me, make eye contact for a moment and smile? No. Nothing from either of you. No acknowledgement, not even a careless shrug.
And people wonder why I'm such a bitch.
January 6, 2012
Am I the only person who gets pissed off at the scrum jumpers? I'm talking about the people who join the group of commuters already gathered together at the point on the platform we're all sure the conductor will align the car door.
Completely aside from this rant, let's all agree that the conduct screws this up on a regular basis. Now let's move on.
When I arrive at the station in the morning, there are perhaps ten people positioned where I usually get on. I stand at the back of the scrum. Many of the people who come after me walk straight to the front and stand at the yellow line. Really? Who are you that you're more important than the other people who were here ten minutes ago? Do you mind if I 'accidentally' step on the back of your heel when you walk in front of me?
The evening shenanigans are not much different. The crowd gathers at the double doors to the stairwell. There's always a few fuckers that have to come from way behind us and try to get in at the front. Yeah, well, not on my watch, buddy. If I can, I'll block you. If you manage to weasel your way in front of me, I'm not breaking stride and I will step on your heels.
It never fails that the buddinskies are the slow walkers, meandering down the corridor like it's a lazy summer stroll. Seriously? You cut me off back there and now you're going to drag your feet? Get the fuck outta my way.
Completely aside from this rant, let's all agree that the conduct screws this up on a regular basis. Now let's move on.
When I arrive at the station in the morning, there are perhaps ten people positioned where I usually get on. I stand at the back of the scrum. Many of the people who come after me walk straight to the front and stand at the yellow line. Really? Who are you that you're more important than the other people who were here ten minutes ago? Do you mind if I 'accidentally' step on the back of your heel when you walk in front of me?
The evening shenanigans are not much different. The crowd gathers at the double doors to the stairwell. There's always a few fuckers that have to come from way behind us and try to get in at the front. Yeah, well, not on my watch, buddy. If I can, I'll block you. If you manage to weasel your way in front of me, I'm not breaking stride and I will step on your heels.
It never fails that the buddinskies are the slow walkers, meandering down the corridor like it's a lazy summer stroll. Seriously? You cut me off back there and now you're going to drag your feet? Get the fuck outta my way.
January 4, 2012
Alright. New Year. New Attitude. Right?
I thought about deleting this blog. Being this angry can't possibly be healthy. Then I reminded myself that keeping it all in isn't either.
So...
All you idiots who stand at the top of the escalator at the Ajax GO Station need to get the fuck out outside. It's January. There's thing we call winter that happens every year. It gets cold. There's also this really neat invention called a Winter Coat.
Get one.
I get that it's cold outside. But you, standing at the top of the escalator, blocking the doorway, impeding the flow of traffic, is only making things worse. There isn't enough room at the top to have everyone standing there AND have people come up the escalator and go out the door. The flow of traffic gets backed up, people are stuck on the escalator--which is still moving, I might add--and it becomes a domino effect.
It's dangerous.
Grow a pair, get your ass outside with the rest of us, and get the hell outta the way.
I thought about deleting this blog. Being this angry can't possibly be healthy. Then I reminded myself that keeping it all in isn't either.
So...
All you idiots who stand at the top of the escalator at the Ajax GO Station need to get the fuck out outside. It's January. There's thing we call winter that happens every year. It gets cold. There's also this really neat invention called a Winter Coat.
Get one.
I get that it's cold outside. But you, standing at the top of the escalator, blocking the doorway, impeding the flow of traffic, is only making things worse. There isn't enough room at the top to have everyone standing there AND have people come up the escalator and go out the door. The flow of traffic gets backed up, people are stuck on the escalator--which is still moving, I might add--and it becomes a domino effect.
It's dangerous.
Grow a pair, get your ass outside with the rest of us, and get the hell outta the way.
December 7, 2011
The Ajax GO Station parking lot is a complete clusterfuck.
A new parking garage is being built. An excellent idea, as you need to have a Sherpa guide to get to the back lot. The problem is that the former Kiss-and-Ride is now closed. There's a new K&R, just south of the old section. It is a longer walk, but only about two minutes. It's not like it doubles your commute time.
Of course, the lazy asses who can't walk the extra two minutes are dropped off on the opposite side. The side that pedestrians walk through, where a convenience store and dry cleaners are located, and where the day care centre is located.
There is a large sign that says this is not the drop-off zone. It even has an arrow pointing you in the direction you should go, in the event that the Ministry of Transportation has issued a driver's licence to an illiterate person.
Still, assholes drive through that section every fucking day and drop off their lazy passengers. Keep in mind that this section is a dead end zone. There's no place to turn around. So these morons are doing three-point turns (and not very well, I might add) at the same time everyone else is. It's just a matter of time before the area is turned into a bumper car lot.
And it's just a matter of time before a pedestrian is struck.
We all know the construction won't be done any time soon, nor will it be completed on time. Do we have to wait until someone is hurt before something is done about this?
A new parking garage is being built. An excellent idea, as you need to have a Sherpa guide to get to the back lot. The problem is that the former Kiss-and-Ride is now closed. There's a new K&R, just south of the old section. It is a longer walk, but only about two minutes. It's not like it doubles your commute time.
Of course, the lazy asses who can't walk the extra two minutes are dropped off on the opposite side. The side that pedestrians walk through, where a convenience store and dry cleaners are located, and where the day care centre is located.
There is a large sign that says this is not the drop-off zone. It even has an arrow pointing you in the direction you should go, in the event that the Ministry of Transportation has issued a driver's licence to an illiterate person.
Still, assholes drive through that section every fucking day and drop off their lazy passengers. Keep in mind that this section is a dead end zone. There's no place to turn around. So these morons are doing three-point turns (and not very well, I might add) at the same time everyone else is. It's just a matter of time before the area is turned into a bumper car lot.
And it's just a matter of time before a pedestrian is struck.
We all know the construction won't be done any time soon, nor will it be completed on time. Do we have to wait until someone is hurt before something is done about this?
December 6, 2011
How hard is this to figure out?
If you go up the left side of the elevator, you go out the left side of the double doors.
If you go up the right side of the elevator, you go out the right side of the double doors.
This isn't rocket science. It's basic logic. And manners.
Don't go up the right side, then cut in front of me when I'm on the left, so you can go out the one open door that all the other lemmings are filing through. If you do, I'm going to step on your foot or bang into you. And don't look at me as if it's MY fault. You're the idiot who didn't look before changing lanes.
And if you're walking up, don't stop six steps from the top. The escalator isn't going to suck you in (though I really wish it would). Keep walking. There are more people behind you. I'm one of them. And as I've said before, it's all about me.
If you go up the left side of the elevator, you go out the left side of the double doors.
If you go up the right side of the elevator, you go out the right side of the double doors.
This isn't rocket science. It's basic logic. And manners.
Don't go up the right side, then cut in front of me when I'm on the left, so you can go out the one open door that all the other lemmings are filing through. If you do, I'm going to step on your foot or bang into you. And don't look at me as if it's MY fault. You're the idiot who didn't look before changing lanes.
And if you're walking up, don't stop six steps from the top. The escalator isn't going to suck you in (though I really wish it would). Keep walking. There are more people behind you. I'm one of them. And as I've said before, it's all about me.
December 1, 2011
It's been a while, I know. I've been busy. Don't bug me.
So....
This morning, I'm booting it for the 7:01 Ajax LSE train to Union. I hate starting my day literally running. It just sets a precedent for the rest of the day.
I get on the train, sitting in a different car than normal. There's this obnoxious prick talking at the top of his lungs two quads away from me. Everyone can hear him. We're all glaring at him.
Then his phone rings. And, if you can believe it, he talks even louder on the phone.
Are you fucking kidding me?
I have been working 14-hour days for more than two months now. I've had a headache for six weeks and it just won't go away. I don't need to start my day off with assholes. I deal with them all day long. I work for one.
I wanted to go over to this guy and take his cell phone, hold it in my hand like a knuckle ring and punch him in the throat! Jesus!! Shut the fuck up!
The worse part was he was with a friend. Why didn't his friend tell him to SHUSH?
Friends don't let friends talk loud on the GO.
So....
This morning, I'm booting it for the 7:01 Ajax LSE train to Union. I hate starting my day literally running. It just sets a precedent for the rest of the day.
I get on the train, sitting in a different car than normal. There's this obnoxious prick talking at the top of his lungs two quads away from me. Everyone can hear him. We're all glaring at him.
Then his phone rings. And, if you can believe it, he talks even louder on the phone.
Are you fucking kidding me?
I have been working 14-hour days for more than two months now. I've had a headache for six weeks and it just won't go away. I don't need to start my day off with assholes. I deal with them all day long. I work for one.
I wanted to go over to this guy and take his cell phone, hold it in my hand like a knuckle ring and punch him in the throat! Jesus!! Shut the fuck up!
The worse part was he was with a friend. Why didn't his friend tell him to SHUSH?
Friends don't let friends talk loud on the GO.
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
I'm sick and tired of this. What the hell is wrong with you people? There are hundreds, if not thousands, of us commuting with you each and every morning. What makes you think it's OK to cut in front of someone to go through the ONE door that's open. It's like you're all lemmings. I don't have a problem walking off a cliff to have all you idiots follow me. I'm happy to take one for the team, thin out the crowd a little. We could all do with a little less stupid in our lives.
This morning, as every morning, I'm coming up the escalator. The escalator, of course, is only wide enough for two people. The landing at the top is also narrow. There are only two doors.
Now, I realize logic does not prevail with the general public. I have come to the conclusion that most people are stupid. But is it not logical to think that if you ride up the escalator on the right side, that you exit through the door on the right? And, in turn, if you ride up the escalator on the left side, you exit through the door on the left. It makes sense, right?
Not to the morons at the Ajax station. No. These idiots travel up the escalator on the right...dum dee dum dum dum...and veer off to the left to cut in front of the people who have walked up the escalator, because that's the only door that is open. Really? Are you so fucking lazy that you can't push open the door on your side? You have to cut in front of me to go through the one door that's open?
This morning, some stupid broad thinks she's going to cut in front of me. I don't look at her, I don't break stride...I just keep walking up the escalator, across the tiny landing and through the door on the left. Oh, she tried to cut me off, but I just kept walking, blocked her like a linebacker.
Not on my watch, honey. Not on my watch.
This morning, as every morning, I'm coming up the escalator. The escalator, of course, is only wide enough for two people. The landing at the top is also narrow. There are only two doors.
Now, I realize logic does not prevail with the general public. I have come to the conclusion that most people are stupid. But is it not logical to think that if you ride up the escalator on the right side, that you exit through the door on the right? And, in turn, if you ride up the escalator on the left side, you exit through the door on the left. It makes sense, right?
Not to the morons at the Ajax station. No. These idiots travel up the escalator on the right...dum dee dum dum dum...and veer off to the left to cut in front of the people who have walked up the escalator, because that's the only door that is open. Really? Are you so fucking lazy that you can't push open the door on your side? You have to cut in front of me to go through the one door that's open?
This morning, some stupid broad thinks she's going to cut in front of me. I don't look at her, I don't break stride...I just keep walking up the escalator, across the tiny landing and through the door on the left. Oh, she tried to cut me off, but I just kept walking, blocked her like a linebacker.
Not on my watch, honey. Not on my watch.
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