I couldn’t get a sense of anything else around this sign, that might warrant a safety reminder. It just seemed to have been planted in the middle of nowhere, akin to a sign that someone might put next to the sidewalk that says “Eat Your Vegetables.”
The conductor was on the phone/intercom, but was near the door (and possibly outside)… with the phone stretched taunt, all across the width of the train.
As I was waiting to step off the Metra train, I looked down and spotted this penny. Almost instantly, I thought about the childhood pasttime of placing pennies on train tracks.
Some days, I’ll happen to be among the first people off the train, when it arrives at Millennium Station. And among those rare moments, sometimes I’ll be the first person who gets to the ramp that leads from the train platform, up to the main waiting room area.
This week has been an interesting one, in that by tomorrow… I’ll have been working in three different offices within the span of four days. Now that I’m back in Chicago, I have a different commute than the one I’ve had for the last five years.
For those that don’t ride the Metra often, there was a big announcement in the earlier part of the year, saying that the cash-only ticket machines would be discontinued. With the Ventra mobile app (circa 2015), customers have taken to purchasing tickets via their devices over using these standalone machines.
It was interesting to watch the crowds gather, as folks all tried to figure out what to do. The problem just slowly got bigger, as more people entered. People looked around, trying to find information. And then finding none, they stopped in place, pulled out their phones, and started searching or texting.
Spotted another set of these marks again, on the way in to work this morning. Or rather, Liz spotted these – as I walked by completely oblivious.
I didn’t see any kids around, and given some of the water damage I spotted… my best guess is that this has been sitting for some time. Possibly left here the day before, on someone’s way home.
I spotted this the other day: two metal tracks, right in the middle of the floor. This is from the 56th street station, and I’ve passed it daily for many years now – and never really noticed it.
But instead of the sound of a tinny bell ringing, the alarm was more like the kind of thing you’d hear on the Enterprise when the warp core is about to go critical.
This morning, I happened to be one of the first people off my train. And I also happened to be the first person to get to the very top of the ramp. There… I saw a man on a gurney, surrounded by four or five medics. One medic was pumping the man’s chest.
I like this little stop between (official) stops. It makes me think of the world of Harry Potter, or the world of Neil Gaiman. These small moments that the rest of us, lost in our daily routines, might not notice.
I’ve walked by this particular door numerous times – twice a day, five times a week. I always figured this was some supply closet. But to my surprise, it was an actual (mini) office!
Spotted this while headed home last week: a couple sitting across from one another, and the woman holding a bouquet of flowers. I don’t recall 100% if I saw the guy hand those to her (I think I did). But I walked by, debated, and then turned around again so I could walk back and take this photo.