So, whenever the train breaks down, it is funny to listen to people. They immediately start calling everyone they know just to tell them we are broken down. I mean, they are waking people up for this. Like that will solve our problem. And then...listen to the tragedy snowball. First we are stalled. Then, " they pulled us onto this double track so they can pull a train up next to us. We will have to walk across the tracks and get on that one!" Then, "they are sending another engine to hook up to us and pull us back to Fort Worth! " Where are you people getting this information? Sit your anxious asses down. They will get it fixed up in a...oh look, here we go.

Sitting on a highway over pass, in the rain,  with a broken engine and no word of what is going on.

I don't even want to know what this is.

Mr. Tea just dropped his travel mug. His girth is rendering it nearly impossible for him to retrieve it from under the table.

Dude just got on wearing a ball cap, jacket, T-shirt, and boxer briefs.. Um, sir, you do realize those aren't actually shorts, right?

Took the 6:09 in today - nearly a full hour earlier than my normal ride. Those people are so much more pleasant than the 6:50 gang.

I'll never understand why people wait until they get on PUBLIC transit to take care of certain bodily functions. One woman waits until she boards, then proceeds to tie up the handicapped restroom for a solid twenty minutes each morning. This guy here - he waits until he sits down to begin his fifteen minute nose blowing session.

Gripping morning reading.

Oh no! The snot-snorter sat next to me. I have to listen to this for the next hour? Gag!

Oh no! The snot-snorter sat next to me. I have to listen to this for an hour? Gag!

Oh my gosh...this kid took off his shoes and, let me tell you, it smells like he had not washed his feet in a month!

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And we are stopped - suspicious looking package at the next stop. They had to call the bomb squad.

Never wear perfume that smells like baby powder. It only brings to mind poopy diapers.

Thanks to the moron who leaned against the doors instead of sitting when there are tons of open seats. The door is jacked up now. It will not close properly which means we can't move.

Listening to a Millennial pontificate on relationships - because at 24, he apparently knows it all.

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Saw a guy who looked just like Uncle Jessie from the Dukes of Hazzard, with the denim over-alls and everything...AND a bedazzled baseball cap! Yes...bedazzled!

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I have a container of cupcakes, and this guy just asked me for one.

This dude is trolling the aisles, muttering to himself about the best choice of seat. They are all equally filthy, my friend, so just pick one.

Here we go again. Last Friday, this guy blew his nose all of the way from Fort Worth to North Richland Hills. We haven't even departed yet and he is already at it. I get to, once again, listen to him expel snot for twenty solid minutes,

There is a lady waiting on the platform. She is wearing a baby pink shirt, a gray skirt, one grey and pink gym shoe, and one turquoise and hot pink striped sock. We didn't stop in the exact place she wanted, so she started shrieking at the top of her lungs, "Stop god damn it! Stop!"

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Get your hands out of your pants, Fool!

Okay people, y'all just need to calm your asses down in the morning. Today, despite the empty seat right across the aisle from me, a man asked to sit on the interior seat of the quad a lady and I were sharing. No problem. It's public transit. You have a right to any seat you want. The thing is, he had to wait about 30 seconds, or so, for me to pack up my books and other stuff I had sitting on the unoccupied seat. I got them into my bag, stood up so he could squeeze in, and he barks "What? You got an attitude or something?" What the hell? I am so sick of people wanting to sit in the seat next to me, then getting mad because I was already sitting there and they think I should apparently move and vacate the entire area for them. Even the lady across from me thought he was out of line because she chimed in too. "She doesn't have an attitude, sir." I just told him, "Look, I don't know what all that is about, but I am just making room for you." He said, "All what?" I said, "You accusing me of having an attitude." he said "Oh darling we are done with all that. I'm just on my way to work." Really? So you can be an ass hole, and then we are done? No sir, I don't think so. AND given how badly you REEK of pot, I would think you would be more mellow this morning.

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I wish I had a breath mint to offer you.

It's a gorgeous 80 degree fall day in Texas - and it's a Friday. Everyone else's boss must have let them off early because it's me and ten other people on the 5:20. Usually this thing is packed!

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This is very sad. A pregnant, teenage girl wearing sweat pants so big they will barely stay up and no shoes - in her arms she holds a white plastic trash bag containing everything she owns. She is hurrying to catch a bus to a church in Tennessee because she has nothing left and nowhere else to go.