tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4568012403545767309.post6719938601204436767..comments2011-12-18T00:33:58.301-05:00Comments on SEPTA fail: When It Rains, It Pours... Inside?Alberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14920751737319212802noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4568012403545767309.post-66122537373707993142010-04-06T10:43:57.857-04:002010-04-06T10:43:57.857-04:00This morning on my way to Center City on the Blue ...This morning on my way to Center City on the Blue Line, I passed my "favorite" Booth attendant. He's the one that's always smoking cigarettes right outside the booth, or talking to his auntie's hairdressers grandmother. Today he opted for a new gag- shaving his face. He didn't miss a single stroke as he beeped me through the turnstile.bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10904836237806826678noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4568012403545767309.post-37375981948451621312010-01-17T14:09:17.480-05:002010-01-17T14:09:17.480-05:00I was not rained on while riding SEPTA however I w...I was not rained on while riding SEPTA however I was waiting for the 57 on a rainy day. I saw the bus coming down the block so I stepped out to meet the door. Instead of stopping for me the bus flew by with a splash. So not only did the bus NOT stop for me but I got drenched with nasty, disgusting Philly rain water. Also I was late for work, yet again.Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08453162218032701170noreply@blogger.com