Nick Checking in from the West Side. Today it took me 2.5 hours to get to work. Most days it only takes 35 mins. A Honda tried to our make a turn in front of a Big Rig. The Honda lost. Because this happened on the train track, all trains were shut down. (I know our system is not advanced as yours in the NYC). Metro (name of LA’s train system) told everyone on the train it will only take 10 mins to clear the tracks. After 1 hour of just sitting there. Metro told everyone to get off the train and find a bus. At this point I was only about half way to work looking out the train at Government Housing (the hood). After that I took 3 buses and got to work 2 hours late. The best part is when I walked into my classroom all my students were sitting there. No one told the office I was not in my room.
There will me more to come from the west side. Sorry for the bad grammar. I’m writing and teaching at the same time.
Monday will be a great day. Lakers will be holding there yearly parade. Last year I had to hit a guy in the back of the head on the train for trying to take my bag.
Friday, June 18, 2010
GD Lakers...
So my buddy Nick from Long Beach, CA ride the 6:47am out of Long Beach into downtown LA everyday. So basically he's going to be going into how the West Coast deals with the instanity of public transit. Who knew that there was mass transit in Cali? I thought people just sat in traffic all day long. Anyways, he is going to start contributing to this debacle of a website. Feel free to crush him and make fun of his posts whenever necessary. He's a good sport.
How did the Lakers pull of a 17 point swing in the 4th quarter? It was pretty bad.
How did the Lakers pull of a 17 point swing in the 4th quarter? It was pretty bad.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
West Coast!
To my 3 followers:
I have just signed up a West Coast contributor to speak about his 6:47 train from Long Beach to down town LA. The train goes through Long Beach, Compton, Watts, and the projects into Los Angeles. Hopefully he's not a bust!
I have just signed up a West Coast contributor to speak about his 6:47 train from Long Beach to down town LA. The train goes through Long Beach, Compton, Watts, and the projects into Los Angeles. Hopefully he's not a bust!
LIRR Diary Entry: Tickets Please!!!
I got up a bit later today. I have a bit more freedom these days due to having purchased a new whip this past Sunday. Jumped in my new shiny go-kart (Hyundai Elantra) also nicknamed - Nan's Car. The new purchase makes things a little easier on my wife who was picking me up everyday from the station. So I am not on the regular 6:47am train out of Oceanside which is pretty tame for the most part. As I am walking up to the car I see my daughters friends father. Had a great ride in. We're talking it up and he's a great guy so my morning is going pretty well at this point.
I had to get off at Jamaica station because this train was going into Brooklyn. So I finally find my track and get on. Conductor comes around asking for tickets, show him mine, guy next to me shows his. Some guy walks through trying to pass the conductor who checked my ticket and he's literally "coney island" walking through the isle to get away. The conductor in a thick LI accent says "WHERE'S YOUR TICKET?" Here is where it just got insane.
Here's the exchange:
Guy: IT'S AT MY SEAT!
Conductor: GO GET IT!
Guy: IT'S AT MY SEAT!
Conductor: GO GET IT!
Guy: GET OUTTA MY FACE!
Conductor: GO GET YOUR TICKET!
Guy: IT'S AT MY SEAT! GET OUTTA MY FACE!
Conductor: IS THERE A POLICE OFFICER AVAILABLE?
Guy: WHY DON'T YOU GO GET MY TICKET?
Conductor: Why don't you just get your ticket for us?
Guy: YOU SAW ME SLEEPING MAN. WHY I GOTTA GIVE YOU THE TICKET AGAIN?
INTERCOM: Is there a police officer on board?
Guy: Man, this is f***ed up.
The guy then proceeds to get physical with the conductor(s) but I was too sunken into my seat out of sheer embarassement regarding the entire situation to know all the details that followed regarding the altercation. I also didn't know if this guy was sporting a piece of whatever. You never know. So I was ducking like a pu$$y but a pu$$y that wasn't going to get shot by some clown who didnt have a ticket. I know that it's like hitting a cop if you touch one of these MTA guys. I don't see the correlation but whatever. One guy punches tickets, the other guy saves lives and protects society. How are these guys the same? Whatever.
Had to stop at Woodside. The guy was escorted off the train by police. People are freaking out because they're late for work. I felt great. I was NOT at work so my nausea that I have every morning on the way to work was suspended for that 20 minute interlude.
The lesson learned here? No clue.
Good Day!
"You come at the king, you best not miss"
I had to get off at Jamaica station because this train was going into Brooklyn. So I finally find my track and get on. Conductor comes around asking for tickets, show him mine, guy next to me shows his. Some guy walks through trying to pass the conductor who checked my ticket and he's literally "coney island" walking through the isle to get away. The conductor in a thick LI accent says "WHERE'S YOUR TICKET?" Here is where it just got insane.
Here's the exchange:
Guy: IT'S AT MY SEAT!
Conductor: GO GET IT!
Guy: IT'S AT MY SEAT!
Conductor: GO GET IT!
Guy: GET OUTTA MY FACE!
Conductor: GO GET YOUR TICKET!
Guy: IT'S AT MY SEAT! GET OUTTA MY FACE!
Conductor: IS THERE A POLICE OFFICER AVAILABLE?
Guy: WHY DON'T YOU GO GET MY TICKET?
Conductor: Why don't you just get your ticket for us?
Guy: YOU SAW ME SLEEPING MAN. WHY I GOTTA GIVE YOU THE TICKET AGAIN?
INTERCOM: Is there a police officer on board?
Guy: Man, this is f***ed up.
The guy then proceeds to get physical with the conductor(s) but I was too sunken into my seat out of sheer embarassement regarding the entire situation to know all the details that followed regarding the altercation. I also didn't know if this guy was sporting a piece of whatever. You never know. So I was ducking like a pu$$y but a pu$$y that wasn't going to get shot by some clown who didnt have a ticket. I know that it's like hitting a cop if you touch one of these MTA guys. I don't see the correlation but whatever. One guy punches tickets, the other guy saves lives and protects society. How are these guys the same? Whatever.
Had to stop at Woodside. The guy was escorted off the train by police. People are freaking out because they're late for work. I felt great. I was NOT at work so my nausea that I have every morning on the way to work was suspended for that 20 minute interlude.
The lesson learned here? No clue.
Good Day!
"You come at the king, you best not miss"
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