And so it begins. . .

Today’s the day it started – the commute from Aberdeen, Maryland to Union Station, Washington, DC. I expected to get to my new job in two hours. It took me almost two and a half. There was a “medical emergency” at one of the stops and we had to wait an extra 20 minutes for the EMTs to arrive and take a passenger off the train.

The trip home was only marginally better. I made it home in two hours. Again, we had extra long waits as we were held up to let other trains pass.

Why is it, though, that people find it necessary to chat incessently on their cell phones . . . even at 5 am?  Of course, the chatterer in question sat right behind me and I had to listen to her talk about her credit card bill, her sister's kids and where to go to dinner that night,  After getting up at 3:40 am to catch the train, I was trying to do the sensible thing and catch a few winks.  Lesson learned, earplugs tomorrow!