I arrived at the train station this morning only to discover that my train had been unceremoniously canceled, thanks apparently to signal failure in Farmingdale. Which of course happened on what was the coldest day of the year so far, the first time it has actually snowed — just flurries, but snow nonetheless — and it was much too cold to be standing out on the train platform. There’s a single shelter on the platform, but it’s small and not very effective at keeping out the cold, sometimes missing windows, and this morning it was already full.
Another train arrived some ten or fifteen minutes later — either the train that was scheduled to arrive then, or one the Long Island Railroad squeezed in just before it. Either way, that train was packed, ridiculously packed with people, and I only barely found room to squeeze on. At the next stop, it looked like lots of people weren’t so lucky. The only good thing about commutes like that is, if you happen to not yet have a ticket, you’re riding for free, since the aisles are too full of people for the ticket collector to move from one car to another.
Me, I have a monthly ticket, so it’s really neither here nor there.
The rest of the day was pretty dull by comparison. It promises to be something of a quiet week, with half of our team traveling to the office in England, but also something of a busy week, for those of us who are only in for this and next.
I think tomorrow, though, I need to wear a heavier coat, or maybe a sweater.
Ugh. I hate it when the bus is crammed full like that. I think the train is worse…I mean, you could always hop off the bus if it got awful. If you’re on the train, you have to wait for the next station to come around.