The train I'm on (a big double-decker diesel train) has been stopped for 20 minutes because someone is on top of it.
Seriously. We even heard the person running over the top of our car.
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The train I'm on (a big double-decker diesel train) has been stopped for 20 minutes because someone is on top of it.
Seriously. We even heard the person running over the top of our car.
tommy, are you sure you're not in an action movie? Maybe take cover!
I am back at work, and ugh! I would like more vacation.
Heh
The authorities are here. They're still trying to get the person down.
That's wild, tommyrot!
My symptoms seem to have subsided today, which is nice for my experience of living through the day, but kind of annoying in that I have my doctor's appointment this afternoon and will have to go in and say "well, I'm fine now, but..." and hope she doesn't just say "come back in if it happens again".
I got to work 35 minutes late. I suppose I shouldn't complain--if it had been a suicide it would have been a two hour delay.
That's actually kind of miraculous.
I kept envisioning the NYC subway, though, and wondering how earth someone was running around up there. But you were on the El, right?
Commuter rail.
The guy is lucky it was a diesel train, and not one that's powered by overhead wires.
I really wish I knew more. Like, was the guy on the train since it left downtown Chicago and was only noticed after I got on, or did he get on the train at the same place I did. (The train stopped a minute after I got on.)
Then there's other questions: Was he ranting like a crazy person? Why didn't he come down until the police arrived? Was he naked?
All things I need to know for it to be a great story....
I agree, these are questions that demand answers.
All things I need to know for it to be a great story....
If you knew more, stealthy killers in ninja suits would crash through your office window and spray the room with automatic fire, forcing you on the run in the company of a mysterious blonde who may or may not be out to kill you.
As things do.