Purgatory With Pantagraphs

From the depths of commuter hell, comes Purgatory with Pentagraphs. These are the continuing stories of the brave souls who commute daily to Chicago on the South Shore electric train, and the muggles who are unfortunate enough to meet them.

I WANT MY $7.15

So Monday we pretty much have the whole gang on the 4:01 train-ride home. We get spread out a little because some muggles decide to take one of the other 4 seaters. We cruise right along until we get to Kensington, when all of the conductors and collectors converge on our car. Turns out there is some kid who has been claiming he was 13 years old for years, in order to get a free ride home to Michigan City. Finally the conductor had enough of this and locked him in a vestibule and called the Transit Police.

Now to put this in perspective a ride on the South Shore to Michigan City costs all of $7.15. So for that seven dollars and change, we sat in a station for 15 minutes. Then instead of taking the little bastard off of the train, the Transit cop makes him pay his full fare, and then they let him stay on the train. Quality work again done by the rent-a-cops there. They should have either kicked him off of the train, or had the Transit Police meet us at a forward stop so we wouldn't have to hold up a train of 800 people for one amatuer scam artist. Good work guys.

1 Comments:

  • At 2:37 PM, Blogger RarelyQuiet said…

    Guess I'm glad that I had a golf tournament to play Monday :-)

     

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