What is it with some people? Why do some people think just because they purchased a ticket that they’re guaranteed a seat? And, why do these same people think that they’re not only guaranteed a seat but they’re guaranteed the SAME seat every day? I know we’re all creatures of habit (most of us at least). And, we don’t like surprises.
The other day I witnessed something that made me laugh yet feel totally disgusted at the same time. I get on at Jamaica (to go to Penn) and take my usual spot in the vestibule. A few seconds later, a woman gets on. She goes down the aisle (presumably to her seat)…she notices there’s someone in her seat. She then proceeds to tell the person to move. That this person is in “her seat”. I couldn’t believe it. Some people started laughing. The guy in the seat told her to go find another (no easy task on a 7:45 express to Penn). She said, “you don’t understand, I sit there all the time…” and he told her to fuck off.
What the fuck is going on here? Where do these people get off telling someone else that they are in their seat? Does a Fail Road ticket come with a personal seat license? Is it like a season ticket at Giants Stadium? Should we expect to see the same fucking people every fucking day on our usual trains and ALSO see them in the same fucking seat?
Maybe there should be ushers in every car checking tickets to make sure that only monthly holders take seats first and let the rest of those sorry bastards take whatever they can get. Enough is enough.
The riders of the Fail Road must be one of the largest collection of imbeciles on this Earth.
LIFE ON THE FAIL ROAD 