The Missus and I decided to trundle down to the South End Open Studios yesterday, so we went to the Green Line’s Brookline Village station about 1:30 to catch an inbound trolley.
And we waited.
And waited until around 1:55 a trolley pulled into the station and . . . pulled out, not bothering to stop.
(Full disclosure: There was a Red Sox game yesterday afternoon – at 1:35.)
Five minutes later a single-car trolley – fully loaded – arrived, opened its doors, and announced, “Another trolley is coming right behind this one.”
(As my old man used to say, Yeah – so’s Christmas.)
Regardless, the Missus and I crammed into a back door and endured a – full disclosure – free, but crappy, ride to Copley.
Go to any other major city – New York, D.C., Paris, Munich – and the transit systems might have their problems, but at least they’re run by professionals.
Here, the MBTA=Massachusetts Bay Transportation Amateurs.
It’s an embarrassment, and a disgrace.