Showing posts with label crappy quality photography. Show all posts
Showing posts with label crappy quality photography. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

SEPTA

It took me an hour to get home from work tonight.

It usually takes about 15-20 minutes. I sat patiently on the train at 2nd street from 6:19 to 6:34pm. I watched two trains pass on the opposite tracks. I heard the conductor, zero times. Finally, I got off the train and took the 6:38pm bus home.

I pay $20.75 every week so that I can get to and from a job that makes me miserable. Handing over that money, knowing that delays will make me late to work, is infuriating. I don't want to give you my money. I could get a bike, but I'm fat and lazy and frankly I'm scared that I'm going to get hit by a cab that would rather leave me for dead than help peel me off the ground. So, I ride Septa. It always seemed like the better choice, now I'm not so sure.

This 'operating on a single track' bullshit is getting old. Take my $20.75 along with the money from the other commuters and fix it already. I see the men in the neon jackets walking around with their hardhats and walkie-talkies. But, I also see people standing on platforms shoulder to shoulder because they've been waiting for a half hour to board a train.

I'm not going to complain about the smell, the cleanliness, the deafening volume on most trains, the rats, the human feces, the dangerous bus drivers, the unsalted platforms after a snowstorm, the broken elevators, the filthy escalators or even the poor attitudes from 97% of the employees. I'm just pissed that I've had to see this, several times over the last few weeks:


Septa, not moving. Why? Couldn't tell you.

Friday, February 13, 2009

Pucker Up!

All I wanted was a toasted bagel with cream cheese and a possible chai tea with a splash of French vanilla. I wondered around Wawa. Checked out the milkshakes, did they go up in price? Smiled at the heart shaped donuts with pink and red sprinkles. Then, I found them. The perfect Valentine's Day idea for Yoshi; candy lips!



Not only did they taste awful, but the smell of the smell wasn't pleasant either. This didn't stop me from wearing them around the office though! On a break, Jackie and I walked to the Comcast Center. We took pictures with our new friend, Kareem Lamont Williams.



The 60 mile an hour winds didn't make for great outdoor photography, so we tried to snap a shot in the breakroom while no one was watching. We got caught.