Snarky Tom's Rants, Raves and Ruminations

First, this piece is not reporting as much about SEPTA as it is about some of its passengers or their mentality and a typical travel day without involving my car. Every morning I take the 66 bus to Frankford Transportation Center (FTC). I usually try to catch the Express. It saves me about five minutes travel time. Most of the time it’s standing room only. Everyone packed in like sardines. When I don’t crave that closeness with my fellow Philadelphians, I take either an earlier bus or the one just after the Express. One morning, I chose the earlier.  Now. There are a fair amount of seats. On off-peak (non-rush hour) travel, there are plenty of seats. In the morning or afternoon/evening, not so much. However, this particular morning there were five seats in the back of the bus which I wormed my way through the dozen of standing strap-hangers to reach those empty seats. I don’t know if people are skitchy about sitting next to strangers or they just like to stand. All I know is t