Exiting the train according to race..

Every day as the train gets to a major stop after work, there is a line-up to get off the train that starts a stop before.  I have just noticed today that every day, the line is assorted by race.

I will explaine this from front of the line to back.

__Train Doors__

Black People – (Soon as this train stops i’m getting the fuck off and going home)

Asian People – (All those black people are getting off, everyone knows that when black people are leaving it’s a good idea to follow)

White People – (I wonder what’s going on?  I should investigate)

Brown People – (I’m not lining up, I’ll go back to sleep for one more stop. Back in Indian people are hanging off the side of the trains with monkey’s. I’m happy to be sitting down until the last minute)

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See.  If you pay attention you will see the same thing.

It’s just like horror movies.  How many Black People or Asians do you see get killed?  None.  How many Blacks, or Asians do you see in horror movies? None.

You know why? They don’t want to know what’s going on, they just want to get the fuck outta there.  If there was an Asian, Black, and a White guy, in a dark forrest, and all of a sudden they heard a chainsaw, the Black guy would run the fuck outta there, followed by the Asian, while the White guy would head towards the noise to investigate.

It’s true..

Pay attention..

The GO Train sucks

Really..

If I waned to be late every day, I would just sleep in an hour late and take my car to work.

Fucking useless.

Train Thoughts #1

The worse part of my day is taking the train. It used to be traffic, but either way it’s a lose lose situation. Here are some thoughts on the commute:

• Why do people have to get on the train walk around looking for an empty seat when it’s obvious by the 20 people standing, that there are no seats?
• Should I be worried about this old lady next to me eating tums like they were youth pills?
• It’s always interesting to see the “I just got my first office job” kids in their dads old ill fitting suits and black hiking boots/sport shoes.
• There at least has to be one terrorist on this train.
• It’s a surprise that people aren’t riding on the roof, swatting away monkies at stops.
• Where is the fat black chick that always wears tight white revealing clothes. She burns my eyes.
• Thank god this guy stopped breathing on me. His breath smells like he eats assholes for a living.
• I want to punch somebody in the face.
• It’s funny that the lady that budded in line, was the same lady who over heard us complaining about people budding in line.
• I am on the ghetto train. This is the only train where no one lines up. They just rush the door, to get on AND off. Most of these people are used to taking trains by jumping on the side and holding on.
• There’s the typical loser white guy staring down the Asian chick. Creepy.
• I still have a few battles coming up. Getting off the train, getting off the platform, getting to my car and getting out the parking lot. Makes a day in Iraq look like Disney Land.
• Oh, the loser guy is sitting across from me now. I hope he doesn’t bust his load everywhere while staring at the Asian chick.

Fuck I hate the train…