Assigned Seating

We ate assigned bike parking spots (especially now, with three bikes occupying a space designed for forty) like we’re assigned seats or like I’m assigned a hole in my head (five, actually: two nostrils, two ears and a mouth), so maybe that’s not the best analogy, but you know: it’s public transit, so it’s sit where and park your bike where you can and don’t complain, because most of everyone else doesn’t even have bikes, right? If I liken the idea of the train to an exclusive private transport hired at my trifling expense, then what becomes the role of my fellow passengers?

It’s a fancy way of saying there’s a bike parked where I usually tie mine up and it’s got me feeling discombobulated, although on the other hand it’s not like I’m not taking some time off this week anyhow, so suck it up and quit your whining, okay?



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