It feels like a Monday

I really admire people who can take the metro and bus to work everyday. I know I may have to one day and I am not looking forward to that day.
Those modes of transportation seem to bring out the worst in me, and really I would just fear for everyone else's safety.
Once, this guy completetly cut me off as I was in line for the metro exit (busy that day). The guy just cut in front of me, like I wasn't even there.
I said hey and pushed him (not too hard) and he just glanced back at me like, "who cares.."
So then, as he was walking away from me I spit on his back.
Okay, now I know that isn't the greatest behavior, but I wasn't in control. Some inner "metro" demon had taken over me and forced me to get back at the asshole. I couldn't beat him up, or challenge him to a fight. He was quite a bit taller than me, so all I could do was spit - it just happened to be aimed at his back.

Buses are worse in the winter when there are old, old ladies getting on the bus through the back door. And people with babies pushing you, students with their precious knapsacks, and perverts trying to touch your ass without you noticing.

I will take walking and biking anyday. I will send out this prayer for the people who have to deal with the metro and bus everyday:

Dear Transportation Gods,
Please take care of all the lowly workers out there, who are forced to rely upon your services.
Help them to be nicer to each other, so that there will not be any disturbing incidences of spitting or hitting or pissing (you never know).
When they are packed in like little worker sardines, please help them to imagine they are on a beach drinking tequila.
Give them strength, and an empty metro car here and there.
Amen...

Now time for me to go for a walk in the park.