Author Topic: My Train Experience  (Read 300 times)

I came back from Los angeles on sunday and on the ride back, there was this one guy who stood out. A LOT.

He probably had down syndrome, autism, or as I like to call it, "full-blown handicappedness". He missed his stop by 5 seconds and had to go another 20 minutes to the next stop. The whole time, he was yelling "OH SHOOT. DAMNIT. MY CAR'S THERE MAN! NOW I GOTTA TAKE A TAXI!". He called his friend and yelled at LEAST 300 times "Oh, I'm in TROUBLE MAN, I'M IN TROUBLE!"

He generally didn't stop raging, and he actually grabbed another person and threw him against the walls.

Damn you Amtrak.

I came back from Los angeles on sunday and on the ride back, there was this one guy who stood out. A LOT.

He probably had down syndrome, autism, or as I like to call it, "full-blown handicappedness". He missed his stop by 5 seconds and had to go another 20 minutes to the next stop. The whole time, he was yelling "OH SHOOT. DAMNIT. MY CAR'S THERE MAN! NOW I GOTTA TAKE A TAXI!". He called his friend and yelled at LEAST 300 times "Oh, I'm in TROUBLE MAN, I'M IN TROUBLE!"

He generally didn't stop raging, and he actually grabbed another person and threw him against the walls.

Damn you Amtrak.

Thank god that didn't happen to me...