Showing posts with label CTA. Show all posts
Showing posts with label CTA. Show all posts

3.9.16

Week 4


I was at the Lincoln Park Zoo for like eight seconds during the air show - which feels like it was an eon ago, but was actually last weekend. 


Working at a vegan restaurant is the weirdest thing after coming from Arkansas where there are like 14 vegans in the entire state. Not only did a co-worker tell me about this ice cream - ALL the co-workers had opinions about which is the best flavor. 


Being poor is bringing out my latent scrappiness. I worked an even the other day - Taste of Greektown - for a job I hadn't even technically been hired for yet. 



I went and saw a FREE production of As You Like It in Lincoln Park and felt - after a hard, long week - that all the hustle was worth it. 


Coming home from my first improv class. 


Breakroom at my new climbing gym job. It smells like feet. 


This is a weird projection inside the most terrifying elevator in the most frightening place I've ever been in - Merchandise Mart. It sounds like a joke, doesn't it? Well it's even creepier than you can imagine. A vast, polished, automated mercantile deathscape. 


I won't mind it being a bit less hot - but the summer days sure have been lovely.

19.8.16

Mysteries of Public Transport


So, let me just say this first: overall, taking public transportation is wonderful. People are polite,  drivers are lovely - each bus seems like a portable monument to community cooperation. I've been very successful in figuring out routes and have yet to get lost. The transit tracker app is delightful. And I've learned a lot about how to be a successful transit rider. (See ETIQUETTE AND COOLNESS TIPS to learn more).

However, I still have questions - some relating to points of etiquette, some about the basic workings of the various systems - that have yet to be answered. Actually, these are questions I wrote down in a note on my phone.

QUESTIONS:

What does "See Train" actually mean? 
So, this past Sunday, I tried to take the green line to Lincoln Park. When I got onto the platform – trying to get to church on time and trying even harder to get the song “Get Me to the Church on Time” out of my head – the big screen that shows when the next train is coming, instead of saying the usual “toward 67th/Cottage Grove” said “See Train.” I stared at it. “Does it mean actually see the actual train?” I thought. “Will there be some observable difference? What kind of difference are we talking about? And why would something observable about the train – unless it’s obviously on fire or obviously broken – affect my commute?” 

Then I wondered if it was some kind of code or slang or technical term. I googled about eight different variations of, “CTA green line what does see train mean?” Nothing.

But when I was irrevocably on the train, the conductor (driver? What are they called actually?) said it was not going the whole way down the line because of maintenance. Like, how was I supposed to know this? No one else seemed flummoxed. What does everyone else know that I don’t? Where is everyone else getting their information from?

So, I missed that church service and went to another one. But I still don't really get what "See Train" means. And I would like to know. 

Do I need a Pace Pass?
I think I've answered this one. If I understand it all correctly, PACE buses serve the suburbs. But when you ask Google whether you need one or not - even when you add words like "tourist" or "new resident" or even "help" to your search - there's no definitive answer. I bought a CTA/PACE pass the first week and didn't seem to use any PACE buses, so I haven't bought it again and have had no problems. So. I consider this one answered. 

When is it cool to pull the "stop requested" chain in buses? 
I've been trying to watch other passengers really carefully, to see when really Chicagoans pull the chain so I can mimic them, but I haven't really come up with any clear winners. Like, is it uncool to pull it the moment the sign at the front shows your stop is next? Right now I typically do a kind of nonchalant pull soon but not right after the stop is announced. Like I'm aware, but not super concerned about it. 

I also want to know what's best for the driver, you know? Do they prefer you to pull it as soon as possible so they're warned? Or do they prefer you to wait until the voice reads your stop out and then pull it? I just don't know. 


ETIQUETTE AND COOLNESS TIPS:

Basic: when you're awaiting a bus, let people get off before you get on. I've only seen people break this rule a few times - generally the public is very aware and courteous and everyone tries to follow the unspoken rules so things move along smoothly - but the few times it has happened it's been pandemonium. (Well, not pandemonium. People just have to squeeze by each other. But it's clearly uncomfortable and inefficient.)

DO NOT EAT ON THE BUS. It's just gross. I watched this woman eat some chicken on the bus the other day - she would put pieces in her mouth and then yank the bare bones out - and it was the most nauseating thing I've seen possibly ever. And the smell! In an enclosed space even something that you would normally find delicious-smelling becomes a vile odor when it is imposed upon you. Also, as this woman licked her sill obviously greasy fingers, I though of all the handrails and poles and doors that you have to touch while using public transport, and wanted to wash my skin in acid. (Never mind the thought that maybe I forgot and touched my face or something after getting off a bus...)

On the train, people who are standing who really know what's going on stand with their backs agains walls, feet about shoulder width apart. They don't have to touch any handrails or poles, their backpacks - if they are wearing one - are safely smashed against a wall and therefore inaccessible to light-fingered crooks. Their hands are free for texting or music. And because they're braced against a wall, they are far more stable than anyone holding a pole. Next time I ride the train, I'm going to be a wall leaner. Those people know what's up. 

12.8.16

CTA scenes

(A hot, muggy day in a semi-industrial/office-y part of town. The sun is bright. Everyone walking around has sweat dotting their shirts between their shoulder blades. KELSEY wears a backpack and is walking, and has been doing so for almost a half-mile, to an office to pay the electric bill.)

KELSEY: I just feel *huff* like there must have been *huff* a bus I could take for this walk.

(At that exact moment, a bus drives by.)

KELSEY: Like that bus.

BLACKOUT

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(The Green Line Train, full of commuters. KELSEY enters with a full shopping bag. She looks for a seat.)

KELSEY VOICE OVER: 2 free seats. One next to a courteous looking black guy. One next to a white guy in a gray pinstripe suit - people who wear pinstripe suits look like villains - who is manspreading and looks grumpy.

(With an "I'll teach you" gleam in her eye, KELSEY sits next to the man in the pinstripe suit. He doesn't move an inch. KELSEY seems to deflate in defeat. A beat. PINSTRIPE SUIT MAN coughs and covers his mouth, but in doing so deflects the cough air on to KELSEY.)

KELSEY VOICE OVER: Oh no.

(PINSTRIPE SUIT MAN coughs again.)

KELSEY VOICE OVER: Oh Lord.

(PINSTRIPE SUIT MAN exits the train at the Ashland stop. A beat. KELSEY clears her throat.)

KELSEY VOICE OVER: My throat feels funny.

BLACKOUT

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(A lightly drizzly morning in East Garfield Park. KELSEY and ROOMATE have just stepped out their front door.)

KELSEY: We're going to take the 52 bus. It's a few blocks away.

(KELSEY surveys the sky while contemplating whether or not it's worth getting an umbrella out.)

KELSEY: Well, it's just a light drizzle.

(Lightning cracks above. The rain immediately becomes much, much harder.)

KELSEY: Huh.

BLACKOUT