Ms. Cranky was on her way upstate by train (she
loves trains, you might know) to see her beloved relatives. It had been a long
time and she was real excited, so much so that she ran to the wrong track
first, not reading the destination correctly.
But, the one part of the train trip Ms. Cranky hates
is going down the Amtrak escalator stairs to the train as some bozoo
usually gets his or her luggage down, then stands there in a stupor while the
rest of us are being quickly zipped down the escalator and about to fall over
this person’s head with our luggage. Ms.
Cranky has before had to holler “please move out of the way” (‘there are other
people in the world’, she’d like to add.) Usually the person looks up in wonder but still
doesn’t hurry away.
So, Ms. Cranky has taken, as she hates being hit
over the head by a huge suitcase from behind, to waiting two or three escalator
steps before getting on the moving stairs
which she hopes will help the situation when she gets to the bottom.
But, not a
week ago Friday on the #281 train to Niagara Falls when this couple got
off with all their luggage and just stood there waiting for Ms. C. knew not
what. Ms. Cranky was still halfway up the
escalator and not a total nervous wreck then but she well knew the guy behind
her had a gargantuan bag with him. So, as
they got closer to the end of the escalator ride, a huge group of people was
now blocking everyone’s way off the as the original couple had not figured out quite
what they felt like doing and just stood there all goo goo eyes.
So, that’s when Ms. Cranky started hollering, at
first quietly, should one be able to holler
quietly, and, by the end when she was about to tumble over this assembled group
of people and the man behind her would pile onto her, she screamed full out (there
were no ‘pleases anymore’, no ‘please move, please’)---- ‘GET OUT OF THE WAAAYYYYY!!!!! WE’RE
ABOUT TO PILE UP!!!!’ By then, the
conductor had stopped giving directions to the-all-eyes-so-innocent looking couple trying to maim us and
started shouting very loudly himself.
Ms. Cranky lives in a
walk-up and cannot be hit by a 60 pound piece of luggage. But, Ms. Cranky, even
if she didn’t live in a walk-up, would still not want to be hit by a huge piece
of luggage nor to tumble over her fellow passengers. Who would?
These were adults not three-year olds, capable of buying a ticket,
planning a trip and packing a ton of stuff.
But, what was that couple thinking or not thinking? And why does
Ms. Cranky end up making a fool of herself (or, perhaps a hero??? --- yeah, that
would be nice once in a while --- Ms. Cranky the hero!).
People, too many and
these were mature people here and we are not talking bombs planted here, are lost
in their own worlds and the rest of us can just fall all over the place and
hurt ourselves till they figure which way they’d
like to go --- ‘front or back? --- hoo, hum? Which way, ohh, I don’t know’ ---
hey, there are only two options and you can always change your car or seat on
the train if it’s not to your liking but you don’t always have a chance to not hurt
your fellow humans. Get a grip people!!!
Thanks,
as always, for stopping by. Ms. Cranky is back in her walk-up, flowers a
blooming joyfully, cat purring away, very strong coffee brewing --- home. She had a wonderful trip with her beloved
cousins and thanks them all. She came
home with lovely old family pictures, beautiful eulogies to read from a
treasured family member for two funerals.
Cranky cried a lot on the train home.
There were a lot of memories upstate, good ones, good people ones, she
was lucky. And, she was also lucky to
get there in one piece by acting like a crazy screamer and she’s glad she
did.
Thanks
again for stopping by, enjoy this God-given spring. When Cranky walks a dog for her friends, they
always stop at two yards full of, like full of, violets.
Ms.
Cranky, April 29, 2013 --- who loves and cherishes Amtrak and its kind (and
often cute workers like the guy in the Club Car on the way back--- yikes) ---
Cranky could have spent all her money going back just to see his beaming smile.
Which reminds Crankky of her quote of the day ---
Some people make you feel so special and others make you feel invisible. Cranky votes for
the former. Special is such a good way to go about the world.
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