Angry People Waiting for the Delayed Train

So, listen. There are hundreds, if not thousands, of people all wanting to get that one train that is boarding. It's extremely warm, yes. We are all packed together. Yelling from behind at least 200 of those people that you need to get to track eight is funny, to say the least. I really enjoyed the lady who said, "Someone should protest." Protest what? Mechanical issues? Sweaty people standing still while waiting for the trains to start working again? YOU are someone. YOU protest. 

Another good one: "If they don't hold that train there is going to be a riot." Really? Where and from whom? We are sardines!

I'm going to keep shuffling along, listening to my music, and understanding that this is NOT the end of the world. It is one evening commute in a lifetime of days.

Finally making a train, a local scheduled to depart at 5:36, I squeezed in and went as far as I could go before the train was full and standing-room-only. It departed at 5:52.

At 6:25, a nice young man, seeing a vacated seat behind him, tapped me on the shoulder, pointed to the seat, and said, "Ma'am?" I thanked him, if ignoring the I-am-not-old-enough-to-be-called-ma'am feeling and took a seat. I'll have a lovely commute. :)