Last week, the train stopped in the middle of its run. There was a computer malfunction. It took two hours for my neighbor to come home; normally it only takes 30 minutes. He was stuck inside the train during rush hour. That train is pack like sardines. Imagine being in close proximity with a group of people in summer. Body heat, temperature rising, temperament explosion.
Boy, oh boy… that was hell, boy oh boy.
Skytrain attendants manually drove trains back to their platforms to ensure passengers could leave the system safely.
Wish me luck on my commute this week.