The commute home on Friday July 27 was a mess. Three unfortunate events all came together at the right moment to fuck things up for a while.

First there was a massive rain storm moving in to the area. And it was forecast to spark up just at the right time, between 4pm and 5pm. Perfect for rush hour. The rain started. And the thunder and lightning came with it.

At around the same time, a warning email arrived from the MTA. There were problems with the movable platforms at 14th Street Union Square and the 6 trains were bypassing the station. Just fucking great.

I was held up at work to finish something and left the office at around 5:10PM. I decided NOT to go to the subway since the warning had not been cleared yet. Instead, I tried to hail a cab…on Park Avenue…at 5:15PM…in the rain…on a Friday. Good fucking luck. No luck for that shit.

Then the warning for the 6 trains was lifted by the MTA. Hooooray! 6 trains were now stopping at 14th Street! I dutifully trudge down the steps of the station to the track level and slide my MetroCard like a good drone. Within three minutes, there was a train! Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all…..no such luck. I board the train and then the train starts to move…slower than a fat man in a sprint.

The train finally arrives in Union Square. The affected area of the moving platform was barricaded and there was a crew there working on it. Such a coincidence that this delay happened around 5pm on a FRIDAY. It’s not like these delays from the MTA are FAKE! But I digress.

At Union Square, I get off the 6 and make the walk up the stairs and then down again to the Q. The Q arrives after an 8 minute wait. UNACCEPTABLE. And the Q is running as slow as a snail. It completely stops on the Manhattan Bridge. The disembodied voice of the conductor is heard spewing some bullshit excuse about there being “traffic and congestion ahead” and that we’ll be moving momentarily. Momentarily in MTA speak could be 10 fucking years.

I arrive at Atlantic Terminal exactly two minutes after the train I was supposed to be on left the station. I had to wait 40 minutes until the next train home.

Finally, I arrived home at 8PM. I left the office at 5:10PM.

If I’m pissed off once in a while, now you fucking know why. Shut the fuck up.