Riding the Passive-Aggressive Express

Train Driver this morning was something else. In her most maple syrup, You Be Hypnotized, cult leader voice announces, "now departing, you are riding the blue line, ready to depart, doors ARE closing. Here we go....Closing the door...now departing..."

I was waiting for 'I really mean it!' 'you people need to sit down!' 'don't make me turn this train around!'

Instead, she gently left the station and NEVER SOUNDED the horn. I sat on the edge of my seat waiting for some poor sap to not hear the SILENT electric train barreling towards him. If I could have relaxed I would have slept, like the rest of the good commuters. But I choose not to nap.
At every stop she lulled we riders into a false sense of security.

Still, no horn is better than Revelle's Bolero Train Guy...