They get on the train and they're gabbing it up and laughing. Then the train starts to move and the older lady starts screaming and runs to the window, "blah blah blah blah blah!!!!!!" (Sorry. I'm a bit rusty on my Gypsy). She's practically crying.
It was obvious either her friend or husband or someone missed the train. She calls him up and is screaming. Freaking out really. This goes on for a few minutes until the New Jersey transit ticket guy comes by and says, "Tickets. Pull out your tickets." In broken English and in pure desperation she says, "My friend missed train! He did not get on!"
In the most degrading - most dismissive way - and in a New Jersey accent so thick it would make The Situation sound like Michael Caine* he says, "Hey, it's why we got a little thing called schedules. Tell your friend next time we leave at 9:01." And he just struts down the aisle.
I swear I wanted to punch the guy. I'm all for trains starting on time but there was hardly anyone else on the train. He could have at least told her what the next stop was or said something in a nice way. What a jerk.
But for a person like me - Mr Always On Time - I wish everything ran on an exact schedule.
(And in other weekend news I saw a homeless dude in the bathroom standing with his pants down in front of the Newark, NJ train station sink wiping down the inside of his legs with toilet paper)
(And even even more weekend news my girlfriend and I were in the Gap dressing room and she got me in such a laughing fit that when we came out this 9 year old girl was standing there staring at us with this look of, "What the hell is so funny you immature adults????)
*I don't think The Situation is even from Joisy but you get the idea.