DC Metro

I really loved riding the metro system, even though, I must admit, I was a littler nervous. I was and will be riding the red line. The very same line that crashed a few weeks before. It actually crashed when I was in Ohio only a few days before I got to DC.

Don’t think I’ll be doing much driving here, even though a spare car is available to me, I have been scared off the roads. I really cant stress enough that people from the east drive cars like…tanks. It reminds me of a scene from family guy where they showed an Asian woman driving on the freeway.

“Oh, my exit coming up, I now switch four lanes without turn signal, good luck rest of world!”

and then it shows her just veering off cutting off cars and causing a crash that results in an cartoon hilarious explosion.

That, ladies and gentlemen is how I see DC drivers. But...not the Asian part.

So is it really any wonder why I would rather ride the train? True, they just had a bad accident, but I think there is less of a chance of me getting road rage in a train. Actually never mind. I saw two examples of Metro madness.

First example:
A really old grey haired lady, so grey it was white snapped on a teenager for talking on his phone. She was sitting across the isle and I was taken back by how fast her head had snapped at his direction.

“Excuse me, I don’t feel like listening to your conversation!”

I remember the silence that followed, the teenager was actually shocked that this old lady said something to him, and what’s more in such a tone. I could see his mind twisting over in it’s self trying to assess the situation. Once he had closed his mouth from being slacked from shock he finished his conversation with a series of

“Okay, okay, yeah bye.”

And went back to texting. No doubt to complain about the woman’s behavior. Now what made this scene so pleasurable to watch was that for those of us that witnessed that exchange small grins peeked on our faces. Several looked around at other passengers to confirm that the scene was not lost only on them. I looked at my brother who did little to hide his laughter. I knew it was only a matter of time before someone else hopped on their phone. I wanted to see what the lady would say.

It wasn’t long before someone else started talking on the phone, this time it was a Spanish speaking man who had his headphones in his ears during the time of the first exchange. Though I guess, I’m sure the conversation was un understandable to the lady she turned to the teenager she had first barked to all the same. The grins made their way to faces as we all watched with a shared mind.

“What is she going to do?”

The Spanish speaking man was a lot older and speaking alot louder than the teenager and, again I assume, would not have been spoken to in the same way as the teenager. So the lady looked at the teenager square in the eye and said.

“See there is another one, can you tap him and tell him to be quite.”

Again I peered into the kids mind and heard him telling the lady off. He only stared at her as if he didn’t understand English and went on texting.

I could not help but laugh. She had just rebuked him and now she wants to use him to do her dirty work.

DC metro part two to be continued....