November 11, 2004
SOB of the Week
THE COMMUTER WHO CUT ONE yesterday on the Red Line. Listen, we're all grownups here (except for the Gonzaga kids who I see when I get on during the 4 o'clock hour) and we're all old enough to know when a silent but deadly is on its way and can excuse ourselves accordingly. And while you, whoever you are, may be alighting at Metro Center after your little indiscretion, it's a long way to Shady Grove for some other people, assuming the train actually makes it there without a collision, derailment or door malfunction.
Metro stations are large, airy and generally well-ventilated. The trains are not. So, for the sake of everyone else you right with, TCWCO, briefly step off the train, much like you would if a large family of obese Oklahomans needed to get off to leave a wreath at the Hinkley Hilton for Jesus H. Ronald W. Reagan. Then get right beck on. Better yet, don't. And lay off the beans.
Posted by rj3 at November 11, 2004 2:36 PM
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oh, so true. It's happened one too many times and I'm tempted to bring an aerosol air spray with me to the Metro just in case.
Posted by: bex at November 11, 2004 11:34 PM