com*mute; v. to travel regularly over some distance, as from a suburb into a city and back these are the collective stories of my daily commute, whether by train or on foot
Friday, October 26, 2012
Oh no not a C-train!
His voice came over the speaker in the train car, a little muffled adding to the tone his voice took like an auctioneer or a old announcer from the races. I could just imagine him belting out the name of the winning horse and as he spoke he said "we are stopping, we are stopped. There's a train. A C-train!!! He seemed to emphasize and shout into the speaker. I giggled to my self and and clamped my lips shut to keep from saying "oh no not a C-train." .... Maybe it was really funny, or maybe delirium has set in because the weekend is finally here. Happy Friday!
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