For some reason, Friday evenings seem to be the most challenging for you to get us citizens home from work.
Maybe the drivers, the highest paid in the country, all have weekend places out of reach of the fog so they leave early on Friday to beat the traffic, which is exacerbated by everyone who drives to work knowing that it's going to hard to get home. (You can see the irony here, right?)
Nathaniel, here's a photo I took at Montgomery Station on Friday at 6:45 p.m.:
An L train had just left the station. J Church and N Judah riders were milling about in a sea of resigned discontent. One man pleaded for divine intervention.
Here's a photo I took a few seconds later:
That train is an L. A second L was in the tunnel just behind it.
Finally, the sign got it right.
Nathaniel, I posted an entry just a few days ago wondering how the dispatch of trains can be so screwed up.
You know what would be really great, Nathaniel Ford?
If there were some way you could align resources and dispatch trains to fit in with the completely predictable patterns of city commuters.
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