T -Tales an Introduction

I grew up in a small town Delmar, New York where public transportion was unheard of in the suburbia capital of the world; unless you lived in Albany. If you did live in Albany, you could take the bus but it was looked upon as very shady and not something you would ever want to do. Typically, drug dealers and other frightening people used that as his or her transproation mechanism. I relied on my car both in high school and college to take me everywear, I needed to go. I never thought twice about public transportation, because I always could rely on my platinum Honda 99 Accord. However, as a New Yorker I had no problem with the subway system because it was quick and came frequently.

Currently, I live in Coolidge Corner and am constantly traveling on the Green Line either the C or B line. Like many Bostonians and transplants, I have to use the T since I am not able to afford or want a car in the city of Boston. I have traveled to NYC, Washington DC, London, Paris and Germany and I find Boston's transportation the absolute worst. The T never comes, makes everyone late for semingly everything and what's worse is that no one seems to do anything about it. If the subway did not come in NYC for over twenty-minutes people would riot and it would simply not be acceptable. The MBTA needs to step it up and do something about all the miserable Bostonians that are late more than they should be because of the T. So many people are stressed out everyday before they even get to work, class or a meeting because of the T. I think Boston would be an overall happier city if they got to his or her destination on time.

The craziest things happen to me on the T and I am sure many other people can relate. I hope this can also inspire many others to write about his or her experiences on the T as well. I have decided to share my experiences hoping that whomever reads this will get a good laugh out of the T -Tales stories I will be sharing in this blog. Happy reading!