Strike!

Okay so any of ya'll that watch the news know that the MTA has gone on strike, which means no subways, no buses, basically no way to get to work. Oh wait, except on foot. Now I do have it relatively easy, one of the benefits of living on the island is that you can always make it to the office....oh joy. What I don't understand are these crazy folks waiting in line for hours just to buy a train ticket, to then wait hours more to arrive in Manhattan, only to have to turn around and do it all again fours hours later in the dark. Ya'll know if I lived in the boroughs my ass would have been on the phone first thing talkin' about "I won't be in today." Click.

And God bless New Yorkers, they really have been on their behavior. They just put on their heavy coats and marched right down the street. But let me tell you something about the 2 1/2 miles from my apartment to my office, they are not cute in 23 degree weather. At this point I could care less who wins this battle, ya'll know I try to remain A-political because really I can't be bothered. However, at this juncture I think something needs to be done. Not for the union, not for the MTA, but for the 8 million folks freezing their asses off waiting for commuter vans that never come. Give them the raise or not, it's all Monopoly money at this point anyway, kinda like that national deficit, it's not getting paid back so let's stop keeping track!

Day 1 was an adventure - see how tough we are!
Day 2 is just...dumb.

Oh well, at any rate, it will make a good "we had walk to school uphill both ways" story, right?