Annoying commute

Today's commute was a little annoying in both directions.

I didn't go to the gym before work this morning, so I had to put up with the indignity of traffic congestion. For most of my 10-minute car trip (normally 5) to the park-and-ride, I was stuck behind some woman who apparently didn't realize that she was driving a moving vehicle along a busy street. She somehow thought she was still in front of her bathroom mirror at home. She applied lipstick, eye liner, eye shadow, mascara, the works - all while supposedly also paying attention to the traffic conditions around her. Except that she wasn't paying attention, which is why I was annoyed to be stuck behind her. She even tilted her review mirror so that she could apply her make-up. I wonder if she ever considered the possibility that she might get in an accident while applying her make-up, which would probably result in a serious injury since she would jab an eye liner pencil into her eye.

I've had eye injuries on the mind lately. Work was more time spent with detailed pleadings about smashed eyeballs.

On the way home, the train was late (!) and there was only one car instead of the usual two or three at rush hour. The train was crowded, but it wouldn't have been that bad had the 15 people standing at each of the exits moved into the aisle to make room for those getting on. But that would have made sense and been considerate to other passengers, so why do it? Also, the train conductor kept announcing that the train was very full and that there was another blue line train right behind her. But it wasn't that full, or at least what I would consider to be "full." Eight people smashed into a two-door Toyota Tercel for 7 hours over a bumpy, muddy Central African logging road is "full." Me having to stand in the train aisle (by myself, since everyone else is either seated or standing in the exit) for 20 minutes is not.