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.

The Muggle Clip Show

I know I have been negligent in updating some of the great Christmas muggle adventures, and for that I apologize. Right now I am going to work to to rectify some of those very shortfalls, by doing a clip thread of some of the more memorable encounters of the muggle-kind during the Christmas holidays.

My personal favorites were the ultra-dorky husband and wife muggle tandem who decided that matching sweaters were the necesary fashion statment of the day. What was that statement you ask? Kick my ass and take my lunch money, please.

There was the young mom, child and boyfriend who were having way too much fun with a cameraphone. They would put stupid hats on the kid, laugh loudly and take his picture, then when the kid would laugh loudly, they would yell at him for being too loud. I guess this kid is going to be the mostly likely to be really confused when he grows up.

My personal favorites were the three really loud women who only had tickets to Hegwisch, but were trying to get away with getting to East Chicago without paying for the extra. Of course when Our Favorite Conductor questioned them, the first thing they did was slam the race card onto the table.

"This is because we are black isn't it?"

"No, this is because you didn't pay."

So of course OFC said they would have to call the police, and the women said that they could call the police but they would have to drag them off of the train.

Just when it was looking like a REALLY long commute, a conductor from another car convinced them just to pay the extra $3.25 a person, and continued along our merry way.

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