D Train
so i missed that train.my metrocard wouldn't swipe. my metrocard has issues. it's not that there's no money on it. really, there is. it's just that my metrocard is a little bit shy. my metrocard likes to get to know it's slider. likes to run through her a few times. maybe it makes him feel like it's less of a clinical, cash-based transaction.
i usually yet the little bugger do his thing but this time i was a bit annoyed. hurrumph. but wouldn't you know it...another train showed up just a minute later. a D train.
this is not where the D train is supposed to stop though. weird. anyhow, metrocard got his rocks off (after one more missed attempt) and i hopped onto this D train.
then there was an announcement. the D train normally goes to brooklyn. the announcement said this train would not go to brooklyn. instead it's final destination would be -- guess what -- 2nd avenue. my stop! and without the train switch that's normally required. weird too cuz the D train doesn't even go to 2nd avenue normally. yet here i was...on a train that's not supposed to stop at the station i was at...being taken directly to the station that was my destination.
and i thought to myself: fuck you donald trump. you can have your yacht and your helicopters and your limousines...i've got a magical fucking D train that goes out of its way to pick me up where i'm at and criss crosses subway lines (making a mockery of any map that tries to trace its path) in order to drop me off where i need to go.
life's funny like that sometimes. you get all bummed out because you miss the train you think you want when your metrocard won't swipe. and then right behind it comes a flying carpet.
3/28/2006 | 
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