Teddy blogs about being advanced in time by the T to the year 2026
After a mad sprint over the Charles River Bridge and across Nonantum Road, I made it onto the 502 bus just before it was time for it to pull away from the Bus Stop. Little did I know that by catching that bus I was going to be traveling nineteen years into the future as the display on the front of the bus promptly informed me that the year was 2026. I am happy to report that in the year 2026 the Moonites have yet to destroy Boston.
meanwhile “Single Girl in the City” had a Charlie like experience where she couldn’t get off of her train
I’m not sure what angers me more. The fact that the train so arbitrarily decided not to stop at my stop, or the fact that “driver” of the second car made no attempt to apologize or offer explanation. Instead, we were told “Ain’t my problem, I’m not the one drivin’ the train.”
Tonight I was on a #66 bus that blew through Coolidge Corner without stopping because the driver said “I’m running late, there is another bus behind me.” When I got off just before Harvard Square I grabbed a coffee at Dunkin Donuts on JFK St and watched to see how soon the next bus would arrive. It was 24 minutes.