CTA Tattler

Missing the rants of the wooden-hand lady

Today I'm posting a story that one of our readers added here. Thanks Diane!

"This was some time ago when I was living off of the Damen brown line stop, but I still laugh about it so thought I'd share...

"Nearly every day when I took the brown line from Damen to the loop a woman would get on I think somewhere around Irving Park. This was an older lady who had a wooden hand. Nothing funny about that except it was not a "flesh-colored" wood, it was dark and even though it was by no means one of those life-like varieties, she used nail polish to paint where the fingernails might be.

"Right before rounding the curve to pull into the Belmont station, the brown line always slows to a stop to wait its turn at the platform. Without fail the wooden hand lady would start yelling. It started as bitching to herself in too loud of a voice, but would inevitably escalate into a tirade about how the city was responsible for all her problems. A typical rant...

"Why are we stopping!? You know what this is about- the City doesn't want us to get to work on time! Why are we stopped, I can't believe this! I swear I'm gonna start driving because THE CITY is making me late!!! That's what they want you know, they want to take all your money but they can't get you to work on time! WHY AREN'T WE MOVING!"

"I miss this lady. She gave me a daily chuckle."