I leave work yesterday to head towards the train. Chicago decided that it’s winter again so after 2 or 3 days of awesome weather we’re back to getting smoked in the face with ice shards every day. Mother Nature is acting like she’s manic depressive with these weather swings and that’s a buster ass move on her part. Get some Xanex and make it Spring already.
Nothing weird at the train station. Just a homeless dude belting out his off key versions of the oldies and a couple of women screaming curse words at each other. Y’know, regular Monday stuff.
I grab a seat on the train and everything is going find until we hit Fullerton. Then I realize there’s a baby on the train. Seeing a stroller on the CTA is a buster ass situation; babies fall only behind drunk Cubs fans as the shittiest CTA passengers out there. Of course, baby isn’t happy about something and proceeds to scream his ass off for the rest of the time I’m on the train. Buster ass move by the baby but it’s nothing compared to the mom. Mom’s just looking out the window and pretending that everything’s all good. Lady, give the kid a binky or a bottle or something. You’re just gonna stare out the window and go to a happy place while the kid wilds out the entire trip home? Buster ass move.
CTA Babies are buster. Keep coming back.
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