Friday, April 16, 2010

stairs

Ok, so i like to exercise as much as the next guy. Yah, if the next guy's idea of exercising is sitting on the couch and watching Biggest Loser. But i do it. Because if i didn't exercise I'd be ON Biggest Loser. But i want to work out when i choose to work out. I don't want it forced on me. And that's exactly whats happening. The escalator at just about EVERY train station in the bay area is broken. Which, of course, means i have to take the stairs. Its about 3 flights to get to the street above. Every morning. Up we go! All of us worker bees taking the stairs because if we didn't we'd be trapped in the bowels of the Bay Area Rapid Transit system. And really, nobody wants that. Oh sure there's always a guy playing some sort of musical instrument to try to keep us smiling. This morning it was a banjo player. I tossed a dollar in his case and growled thanks through my gritted teeth as i ascended (yet again) the broken escalator's stairs. The escalator at the North Berkeley station has been broken since i moved the east bay. Its been about 3 months now. They have the giant replacement parts stacked up in the middle of the platform with caution tape wrapped around it. At this point its turned into an art installation.

CAN SOMEBODY PLEASE TAKE A CLASS AND LEARN HOW TO FIX ESCALATORS!!!!??

2 comments:

milo said...

I will honey... just for you

pork luck said...

THANK YOU!!!

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