Longing for the tunnel, but hopes dashed
Recently there were three obnoxious cellers in hearing range on my Red Line car. Lots of "Awesome" and "great" and "fun last night" and "forgot my wallet."
Can you all talk just a little more quietly?
All that loud, insipid conversations had me longing for the subway as we pushed out of Fullerton. Yes! Quiet at last.
But no! Two of the three had U.S. Cellular service. Argghhh!