“I’m sorry this train smells like your aunt’s closet”
Said the conductor on the Metro North Local I was taking from New Haven, CT into New York’s Grand Central Terminal last Wednesday.
The conductor also pointed out that the train didn’t have padded seats or electrical outlets, but that it was reliable.
I carry a battery backup that can recharge my phone and iPad, multiple times, if necessary. The seat wasn’t that bad. I could have waited for an express train, that might have saved me 10 minutes, but I was fine with the less-crowded local.
Ironically, when I returned on Thursday, one of Metro North’s newest trains, with the comfy seats and the electrical outlets, stopped dead on the tracks. After about 15 minutes, we were being dragged into Stamford, CT station, where we had to change to a new train.
This post is part of Linda G. Hill’s fun weekly series: One-Liner Wednesday.