The popsicle-sucking map protectors
I was riding the Blue Line in from ORD Monday afternoon, in the last car, sitting in the last pair of seats facing each other. Around Montrose two businessmen in suits get on, eating popsicles, and take the seats with their backs to the conductor area that was closed off. They quickly finish them.
Shortly after we pass Logan Square, a young man entertaining some of his friends pulls the route map off the wall. He takes it back to his seat at the other end of the car and begins to examine it closely. (Why he didn't grab the map closer to him is unknown to me).
He then starts to roll it up, presumably to put it in his rucksack. One of the businessmen decides that this isn't cool, and goes to tell the guy to put it back. The guy says "I was going to put it back", and the businessman sits back down. Of course, the kid makes no such move to put it back.
We get past Damen, and the businessman presses the intercom button. The light goes green, and then nothing, no voice or anything. He presses it again after about 30 seconds. Nothing. He starts poking his head out after each stop to flag down a CTA staffperson or CPD. Nothing. I got off at Clark, and the guy had no luck finding anyone.
Glad to know that the CTA keeps up the "state of readiness" they had after the London bombings.