Show Mom a little respect, please
As soon as we leave the Red Line tunnel, a petulant, spoiled, overprotected man-boy of about 19 starts yelling at his mom on the phone. He's pale, thin and agitated, and biting his nails like a Rhesus monkey.
"Well, the reason I couldn't talk to you is because we were in the tunnel. Mother listen, this is what you are going to do for me: You are going to pick me up at Howard and then drive me to Hyde Park.
"Sorry, but I don't want to get involved in your family drama right now. No, I don't know how many stops to Howard because there are no maps on this train car."
Then he starts wandering the car looking for a map as other riders shake their head and cluck at how could someone treat their mom like that. But then, we haven't had to live with her for 19 years now, have we? Not sure who is worse off....