i’ve been through some “wtf” shit on the mta,
but yesterday took the cake.
for the outsiders,
the mta is new yawk’s train.
i’m use to the mta being an entire shit show of epic proportions.
it’s been “ain’t shit” for decades.
you trying to get somewhere on time,
but the train decides to do that sleep creep to every stop
sick passengers fuck up your train and the ones behind it
randomly stalling and everyone having it get off
i was trapped underground for about 2 hours…
i left work and was on the way home to beat this heat wave.
new yawk weather is at a whole level of disrespect.
by the time i got to 42nd,
all the yankees fans piled onto the train.
this one black wolf had to yell at them to chill.
there was already no room,
but they were trying to squeeze in.
now the “pigeon app” told me there was a “network issue”,
but that is usually code for “slow creep“.
i was prepared with “candy crush” and reading materials.
between 59th and 86th street,
we just stopped.
10 minutes – nothing
15 minutes – nothing
finally after 20,
the conductor says:
“good evening ladies and gentleman,
there is a state wide signal outage on all trains.
(something something) dangerous levels of heat knocked out (something something)…
we will be moving once that’s fixed…”
that vague shit went on every 10 minutes.
they were letting know the obvious.
WE STUCK AND WE AIN’T GETTING OUT ANYTIME SOON
so i’m stuck in a corner,
wall to wall people,
and limited a/c so it was getting hot af.
i had on the appropriate weather clothing,
because if i woulda dressed up for work,
it woulda been over.
Thank God they were entertaining in my car tho.
my anxiety was trying to get the best of me.
after the first hour,
you could tell folks were starting to panic.
someone was sic and needed medical assistance.
it was a mess
the second hour,
the vibe got different…
after close to the 2 hour mark,
the train finally pulled into 86th street.
needless to font,
the reaction when we finally got off was expected:
i was smart to hit that uber while i was walking out.
it cost me 26 dollars back to harlem.
i’ve banished all outings for this weekend.
last week a blackout.
this week a massive signal issue.
The Mole People?
low-key: they want to raise fares,
but we still gotta deal with the dumb shit.
they need to get their entire shit together.