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So I finally have a nice car now so I don’t have to use public transit anymore. But when I did I have nothing but horror stories.
Perhaps the best incident was when there was a literal dead body on the train.
At a stop, all of a sudden a bunch of guys are sprinting off the train. I got up and was about to follow them, because if a bunch of people are sprinting away from something so out of the ordinary sometimes it is best to act first and ask questions later.
Then one of them runs up to the driver and says “there’s a dead body in the back”.
I turn around and sure enough, yes there is a slumped over dead body in a hoodie in the back. A few hoodlums are poking him, trying to talk to him and rolling up his sleeve checking for needle marks. After this another goes, “prolly heroin”.
Another young positive thinking individual took the scandal opportunity and attention dividend to pace back and forth between the train trying to sell boosted Newport menthols.
Anyway, we all got off and then the paramedics came in with a body bag and carried the guy out.
Public transit is bad enough With the hobos, crackheads, criminals and hoodlums but this wa s the breaking point for me. I finally reached out about getting a car from the Jews and decided it was best to do so. The comment that fully convinced me was when of the guys friends who announced the body later told him, “if you kept your mouth shut we would already be home now. No telling how long that dope head was riding around dead anyway.”
TLDR don’t ever be poor, or have unloving parents and have to use public transit
Perhaps the best incident was when there was a literal dead body on the train.
At a stop, all of a sudden a bunch of guys are sprinting off the train. I got up and was about to follow them, because if a bunch of people are sprinting away from something so out of the ordinary sometimes it is best to act first and ask questions later.
Then one of them runs up to the driver and says “there’s a dead body in the back”.
I turn around and sure enough, yes there is a slumped over dead body in a hoodie in the back. A few hoodlums are poking him, trying to talk to him and rolling up his sleeve checking for needle marks. After this another goes, “prolly heroin”.
Another young positive thinking individual took the scandal opportunity and attention dividend to pace back and forth between the train trying to sell boosted Newport menthols.
Anyway, we all got off and then the paramedics came in with a body bag and carried the guy out.
Public transit is bad enough With the hobos, crackheads, criminals and hoodlums but this wa s the breaking point for me. I finally reached out about getting a car from the Jews and decided it was best to do so. The comment that fully convinced me was when of the guys friends who announced the body later told him, “if you kept your mouth shut we would already be home now. No telling how long that dope head was riding around dead anyway.”
TLDR don’t ever be poor, or have unloving parents and have to use public transit
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