Yesterday I was on the red line in a car with a broken door. Sometimes when that happens people get rude and impatient, have no respect for other people, and don't seem to understand that adaptation is a necessary part of life. Yesterday, perhaps because it wasn't very crowded, people handled it well and there wasn't any pushing. You can see the girl through the door's window waiting her turn as the man in the backpack calmly departs.Since the T seems to be feeling the financial strain, I wonder if broken doors will be neglected in order to allow time and money to be spent on more serious issues.
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