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I beg to differ. Have you every taken downtown 4/5 trains from Grand Central? Right after the train leaves there's a steep curve and the conductors never bothered to slow down. Assholes.
Posted on: 2008/5/31 23:32
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My solution is 1) do not sit during rush hours and 2) try avoid standing next to a tall guy. But sometimes I don't have the luxury to make a choice wrt to 2)...
Posted on: 2008/5/31 23:28
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I agree. In fact, I change my own behavior between the PATH and Subway. I have missed PATH trains (or more likely had to barge my way on after hearing the bing-bong), or not been able to get off PATH trains at my stop, because the conductor was not giving everyone time to get off the train. PATH conductors are the worst. It is such a shocking difference in behavior between PATH and subway conductors. I don't know if there is a difference in design in the doors as well. I have noticed that subway doors often open immediately if someone holds them or something gets stuck in them, but I don't know if this is due to alert conductors or automation. A couple egregious incidents in particular I remember on the PATH - a woman in a wheelchair asked me to help her get on the train. As I was pushing her on, the conductor closes the door on her wheelchair. Either it was gross negligence or it was deliberate. What job does the conductor have if not closing the doors on women in wheelchairs is not in the job description. I was very close to him, I think it was the doors closest, or at least in his car. But even if I was at the very end, I think his job is to look first. Another time, I was traveling with a group including a child in a stroller. They were slow to get up when we arrived at 33rd st. When I heard the bing-bong, I ran up to the doors and held them (well, got myself stuck in them). Now all the doors on the train are closed, the conductor is GONE (I was able to stick my arm all the way out and yell, I was about in the middle o f the train). I can't force the door open. Another passenger went and found a PATH person to open the door. Remember, when the conductor closed the doors, he could have looked and seen that a door did not close, and he also could have looked down the train and seen me waving. Also, before disappearing, he could have walked down the end of the train. A further problem with the PATH is the violent and dangerous bouncing. To me this indicates that the track is not maintained well and one day there will be a serious accident. It is so violent that it is not safe at all to move around on a moving PATH train unless you hold on to something the whole time (and even then you're taking some risk). As bad as the subway is, it isn't as bad as the PATH. So you are taking a real risk of injury if you move towards the door before the train has come to a complete stop. This means that people are slow to get off the train. Obviously this interacts with the problem of obnoxious conductors with no concern for their passengers. I have always been surprised how little respect the Port Authority has for their riders.
Posted on: 2008/5/31 16:36
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Perhaps PATH was trying to charge her a double fare like the airlines do for "large" people ![]()
Posted on: 2008/5/31 11:40
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I am so happy all those other blank faces on the PATH train are thinking the same things I am. It gets me less down about living in an urban setting where often I feel very anonymous.
I once was on the train with friend and we went towards two seats together and a man from the other entrance came racing, head down, towards the seats to 'win' one. So I rudely said, "well, looks like he won" and my friend and I sat apart somewhere else (there was no loss of seats on the train). He looked up and I think my 'outing' him had him offer the seats. I look at him and I KNEW HIM! It was like driving in a car and fingering an obnoxious driver then realizing it was your bosses wife. AWKWARD. I once was bustling through the turnstiles and there was a rather 'healthy', okay I'll say it, large woman going through the one next to me, evidently having trouble putting her card through. I have no idea what happened but I'm guessing she backed out of that turnstile to come to mine but I was already on my way. Then I hear her say "that bitch BUTTED IN FRONT OF ME AND hit me with her purse!". I turn around to look not realizing she was pointing at me. I'm like WHAT THE F*CK? She starts slewing profanities as she walks to get her card more money on it. So I decide, forget this bitch. You lied. So I say to her "i'm sorry if my purse hit you in some way, i had absolutely no idea, it's a big purse and i'm very, very, sorry - it was completely unintentional". She was so shocked I spoke to her or apologized (even though I had absolutely no idea what she was talking about) she didn't know what to do with herself. I continue to say, "Look I'm sorry, I didn't know". And she's like, "back off bitch, whatever". It's amazing that her evident fatness to the point she spilled over to my turnstile, her aggravation her card wouldn't go through and her frustration to have to get more money from her card was forwarded to someone who didn't do anything intentionally wrong. Little did she know when I saw her I thought, I should just let her through on my MTA card........nope!
Posted on: 2008/5/31 9:04
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riding home late tonight, my friends and I sat down, and five guys stood in front of us. they were together, chatting.
the train started moving, and as soon as that crowd raised their arms to hold on, the rest of us nearly choked to death. worst. b-o. ever. times five. pouring forth from the row of armpits like radiation from chernobyl. question: has anyone ever asked someone to put his arm down, for the health and happiness of his fellow passengers? is there a polite way to do this? still gasping, JCB
Posted on: 2008/5/31 2:12
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This is the funniest and most accurate post I have ever read.
Posted on: 2008/5/31 1:59
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As much as I enjoy bitching about the PATH, I'd never prefer driving to work each day. After riding the PATH and subway for 7 years I took a job out in New Providence. The traffic wasn't bad as I was moving in the opposite direction of most drivers, but I longed to be able to stick my nose in a book and zone out for the entire commute, as I do now that I'm no longer working in the ghastly suburbs.
Posted on: 2008/5/30 8:54
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Sunday evening I get on the Newark train at the W.T.C. PATH station I attemt to sit between 2 people one is on her cell phone the other has a bag between his feet. Both of them are taking up part of the space of the seat I was about to use. The cell person was sitting on the end and wouldn't move over to the edge, the bag man wouldn't condense his posture I was litterly squeezed between them they must have felt the discomfort but still they would not move. I saw a raging battle about to explode so I decided to stand. Maybe I should have had made a federal case of the situation at hand. At least it might have made the headlines.
Posted on: 2008/5/30 7:21
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Yes potential PATH passengers about to embark can be a horrendous human hurdle. Remember you know what is outside the train but you don't know what's inside I wouldn't be to quick to get on. I have a folding bike so it's their loss if they decide to ram into me or at least my bike. The next word I hear may be ouch. It's always the way though (the stampede) I expect it a matter of fact I'm disapointed if it doesn't occur. I feel like a train conductor shouting "getting off" ! I hope they don't take that "announcement" a different way.
Posted on: 2008/5/30 7:15
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This has always been one of my favorite threads.
Lately I have realized that PATH riders are much worse than Subway riders for letting people off the train first. The WTC 5 o'clock crowd is ruthless.
Posted on: 2008/5/30 1:46
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What an entertaining thread... I work odd hours and take the PATH at offpeak times, but wow this was funny to read.
Teddy has made youtube btw.. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UGgL0jZfcNE&feature=related
Posted on: 2008/5/30 0:34
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I just thank GOD I don't have to deal with mass-transit. Working in Central Jersey and driving, even with the gas prices out weighs the PATH ride - UGHH
Posted on: 2008/5/29 23:36
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Saw a guy today on the way to WTC with his pinky so far up his nose that I thought he lost his finger. After finding some precious booty in his nose, he proceeded to flick the sunken treasure - classic
Posted on: 2008/5/29 21:47
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Saw a guy eating pistachio or some other shelled nuts on the PATH today. He had a bunch of shells on the floor by his feet. I think he got the hint that he shouldn't be doing this when everyone starting giving him dirty looks.
I snapped a pic on my cell for fun.
Posted on: 2008/5/29 20:56
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That's pretty high up on my skeev-o-rama index, also. The only good thing about riding in the Winter is that my gloves protect me from subway poll grunge and wayward hands. Instead of handing out those useless PATH card protecters during the Port Authority's regular PR stunts, I have some better idears: -Provide all riders with thin cotton gloves. Not only will this protect us from subway poll grunge, we can wear our cotton gloves while walking to work. We'll instantly recognize each other as fellow pilgrilms of the PATH and exchange knowing nods -Hire some English butlers to wipe down all the polls with antiseptic between stops -Equip the PATH card readers to apply a thin coating of Purell to each card inserted. Goodbye card jams, offensive hand jam, and the lubricious coating will ensure swift passes through the turnstiles, preventing line jams.
Posted on: 2008/3/26 14:50
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Old ladies seem to be the "pushiest" riders. They will check you like a linebacker to get in before you.
![]() I won't get started on my East-Asian friends who have no clue of personal space. Almost empty car, and he'll stand right in front of my face. I don't like to feel others breathing in my morning commute. Also, how can someone possibly smell bad in the morning? Didn't they just get out the shower WTH
Posted on: 2008/3/26 13:37
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If it makes you feel any better, just imagine what public transport in equatorial South India smells like (gag)
Posted on: 2008/3/15 12:33
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I know the purpose of this thread is to complain about others, but I must add to the fainting feeling creativeconquests observes. When packed inside the crowded car, and feeling the stranger's hand repeatedly slide down the pole and touch mine, and parts of bodies pressed against parts of mine, smelling and sensing the warm breath on my neck or cheek, I have felt a sudden fear and nearly irrepressible urge to escape the confines of the car, even in mid-flight. I guess this is what is known as claustrophobia. Well, I don't like it, and don't believe people belong this close together, and I, for one, am taking the ferry as often as possible before I develop a full blown mental illness.
Posted on: 2008/3/15 10:49
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I am completely shocked about the amount of times I've felt like fainting on the PATH train. I think the summer humidity, always going "oh yah, I should have eaten something" P.S. I love seeing people do that guessing game on who stops at Hoboken. Because I always know you LOSE when I stay on the train. Point for me.
Posted on: 2008/3/15 9:50
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My friends have a name for this phenomenon: Random Acts of Pull-Ups.
Posted on: 2008/3/15 1:21
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"Security in this office park is a joke. Last year, I came to work with my spud gun in a duffel bag. I sat at my desk all day, with a rifle that shoots potatoes at 60 pounds per square inch. Can you imagine if I was deranged?" ---Dwight Schrute
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...and here's one from just this morning. The Journal Square Path station was unusually crowded around 8:15 this morning (yes, more crowded than usual)...and as I stood on the escalator this large (yes, big) woman [for the record, I'm 6 4 and large too] started banging her very large (yes, very large) two satchels into me.
I ignored it...after all...how long is the ride to the platform... Well, when I stepped off to wait for the train to Wall St. she came right up to me and said "Why in such a hurry" "Did you really need to be somewhere so fast" So, I ignored her...then she came into my face with more bs. Finally, I said "what the hell is your problem?" you were the one banging your bags into me...not a big enough lunch for you? With that, she skulked away. While we are on the topic...anyone else ever wonder why so many East Indians lug around these huge backpacks and then jam them into everyone's back w/o so much as a "sorry" or "excuse me"... On several occasions I've had to say "carry your stuff in your hand like everyone else, the train is too crowded to be jamming into people with that stuff"... ...and... Is it a cultural thing or genetics...but deodorant is not in their vocabulary either...Damn, some hot, humid Summer days going back & forth to work and whew! Yeah, throw them stinky arms over the bars and give everybody a whiff... I saw a fight start over that once. Hot day, hot night. Some lady started in about the stink abuse and the man got abusive. Finally she whipped out a perfume bottle and splashed him..."Got the message!" she yelled. Everyone laughed. I felt it was a bit sad...so genetic...or just plain stupid.
Posted on: 2008/3/14 15:53
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This thread is too funny, and I have a story of my own to share!
A friend and I were taking the PATH home at 4 a.m. on a Saturday night and this guy (meathead-looking) was pacing around the train. He grabbed one of the bars above the seats and started doing pull-ups. Then (no joke) he started licking the window and kissing it. Bizarre... He probably should have stayed at whatever club he was in until his "high" wore off!
Posted on: 2008/3/14 15:11
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once he dropped it in the bag, that heroin was totally yours to keep.
next time, fight for it.
Posted on: 2008/3/14 12:36
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But then again, I once sat next to a guy smoking crack on the subway. I was one of only three people who ran off the car at the next stop. I guess everyone else was too lazy. So, I can't really complain about the PATH. That reminds me of another story! This one was a while back. One night, not too late at night, I have a seat on the PATH, and I have my bag - like an open shopping bag - on the floor between my feet. The PATH stops at Pavonia-Newport, and the guy who had been sitting next to me starts to stand up, and then he leans over and reaches right into my bag. I was like "Holy crap! He's stealing my stuff?" So I said, "HEY!" (I was so shocked I really didn't know what to say) and then he kind of mumbled "I dropped something in your bag," all this as the doors are opening, people are moving around, and he opened his hand and showed me a little baggie of heroine! So, I guess he had dropped it in my bag and then decided to fish it out (thank god, right?) and then he kind of had to show me so that I wouldn't be screaming "Stop! He's stealing from me!" But how weird, right? I mean, I guess at that point I was kind of glad he was taking his heroin back, but what a weird exchange, "Oh good, he's not stealing from me, just taking back the heroin he dropped in my bag."
Posted on: 2008/3/14 11:40
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As glum as this topic is, I actually had a pleasant experience this morning around 7:40AM. Instead of both lanes going one direction, there was two way traffic on the only staircase at Grove St. People were even patiently lined up at the bottom of the staircase. I had to pinch myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming... maybe more people read this than I'd thought :]
Posted on: 2008/3/14 10:22
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Yes, we should all submit suggestions/complaints to the PA. I'm just submitted mine. Thanks.
Posted on: 2008/3/14 9:49
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Please call the PATH when this pattern occurs. Or does a negative situation have to come to fruitation to open some eyes. Link below to make a differance.........
http://www.panynj.gov/CommutingTravel/path/html/patron.php Contact information: PATH T: 1-800-234-PATH (7284) Police/Lost & Found T: 201-216-6078 TTY T: 800-728-4225 http://www.panynj.gov/feedback.php
Posted on: 2008/3/14 9:34
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I love it when people decide to sit at the bottom of the stairs. I once saw a guy just sitting on the bottom of the stairs, making an entire rush hour crowd walk around him.
Posted on: 2008/3/14 9:16
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