If you haven’t seen this tweeted revision of the Boston transit system yet, it’s pretty accurate right now. People can’t get to work, kids can’t get to school on time, I had an epic three-hour commute the other morning that will be the subject of a Viking Saga someday, and the T, when it does run, breaks down with no warning. People are starting to have to get back to Colonial roots, when we walked everywhere. Everywhere. I walked two miles in the snow the other week during work hours (it only took 45 minutes each way), it being easier to bring snowshoes into work for this meeting that to 1) take the T, 2) unpark my car and try to drive there or 3) try to get a cab and get stuck in traffic while at least being able to catch up on email on my phone. Yep. I snowshoed to a business meeting. It was the best possible use of my time for something that couldn’t be rescheduled.
Everything is being rescheduled.
Not pictured in the above accurate map; none of the purple lines (AKA the Commuter Rail) work, the bus lines are curtailed as well, and if you try and drive anywhere, the snow piles are all 4+ feet high, 2 lanes are 1, 1 lane is a half a lane, the streets aren’t fully plowed (or get plowed once, before the lazy drivers take a week to shovel their cars out and then throw all the snow into the street, may their assignment in hell be to shovel neatly uphill forever), and there are BICYCLISTS who are RIDING THEIR BIKES IN THE SNOW who are then mad because they are RIDING THEIR BIKES IN SNOW and there isn’t room for them on the road IN THE SNOW with the cars.
At least the pedestrians on the road I can understand, since the sidewalks are only intermittently cleared, people have to walk places or wait for buses that never come, and pedestrians don’t weave in and out of the cars and thump your car when they pass and yell at you for being in their lane (what lane? there aren’t any lanes? it’s a three lane road that is currently a half a lane because of the SNOW!) and otherwise behave like someone I would definitely not offer a job to.
Not that that happened, at all, this week, when someone cut me off on Huntington Ave, slowed down long enough with their distinctive gear to shoot me the finger, then proceeded on their merry way, doing the same antisocial thing to two other drivers (car thumping included, property damage, what?) only to show up an hour later for a job interview with the same distinctive gear.
I know. I am a petty, bourgeois middle-aged capitalist. I did give him feedback about why he did not get the job, and said that it was based both on my observations of him being hyperaggressive and antisocial in traffic, as well as his aggressive flirting with a lesbian front desk worker who told him she wasn’t interested and he continued to act like the Fedora he was.
Still. BIKES IN SNOW. LOL, No.