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Amtrak passengers need to lighten up
Nov. 9th, 2000 01:40 amWe went to the Packaging show at McCormick. Several of us from work took the train from Milwaukee to Chicago. The girls had a lot of fun on the ride down. A lot of loud fun.
On the return trip, we had bags of free stuff which we picked up at the show - knick-knacks, mostly. Bob had a couple of yardsticks which we used as swords. We were throwing a frisbee across the aisle. Or holding onto one end of a slinky and flinging the other across the aisle. And Bob and Jim brought a couple beers on board. The conductor threatened to tell the lady with the beverage cart not to serve us (any more) alcohol. Soon after we left the terminal we stopped. A guy got on and chose a seat near us. Before he took his coat off, he turned to the girls and said, "did you come down on the eight o'clock?" They were infamous.
The conductor kept coming by and giving us a hard time. "Don't make me stop this train!" He had a seat on the oppostie end of the car, facing us. Mary and I would be slapping each other with the yardsticks, and then we'd look down the aisle, and there he'd be craning his head, looking in our direction, frowning big. Mary would just point at me. He took her stick, at one point. One time he caught me. "I saw that!" "She started it!"
Those amtrak cars are always so quiet. One guy actually got pissed at us. And he had headphones on. I'm not sure if that shows he was extra picky or if we were that bad. Another guy near us was sleeping, though.
btw: I'll finally put my picture up in a day or two, so try to formalize your image of me, before then. That way you can say with certainty that I don't look anything like you expected. Or if I do, you can tell me that!
On the return trip, we had bags of free stuff which we picked up at the show - knick-knacks, mostly. Bob had a couple of yardsticks which we used as swords. We were throwing a frisbee across the aisle. Or holding onto one end of a slinky and flinging the other across the aisle. And Bob and Jim brought a couple beers on board. The conductor threatened to tell the lady with the beverage cart not to serve us (any more) alcohol. Soon after we left the terminal we stopped. A guy got on and chose a seat near us. Before he took his coat off, he turned to the girls and said, "did you come down on the eight o'clock?" They were infamous.
The conductor kept coming by and giving us a hard time. "Don't make me stop this train!" He had a seat on the oppostie end of the car, facing us. Mary and I would be slapping each other with the yardsticks, and then we'd look down the aisle, and there he'd be craning his head, looking in our direction, frowning big. Mary would just point at me. He took her stick, at one point. One time he caught me. "I saw that!" "She started it!"
Those amtrak cars are always so quiet. One guy actually got pissed at us. And he had headphones on. I'm not sure if that shows he was extra picky or if we were that bad. Another guy near us was sleeping, though.
btw: I'll finally put my picture up in a day or two, so try to formalize your image of me, before then. That way you can say with certainty that I don't look anything like you expected. Or if I do, you can tell me that!
