And guess who's with me? That's right...my honeybunny
So at JFK you have to take a air tran to get to the train. It's $5 to get off the air tran into the train terminal. Who charges you to get off a ride? What if any amusement park did that? Six Flags or Wild Water and Wheels? "oh excuse me sir. That'll be $7.50 to get out of the splash pool." I'd never leave the Cliff Dive then. I'd just lay there and hold up the show. Eventually im sure that the lifeguard would let me up bc its bad for business Unfortunately it doesn't work that way here. I seriously doubt that the Air Transit Authority really cares about little me. I doubt my lack of $5 and verbal complaint counts for much. So yet again I'll bend over and take it like a man. Why? You ask. Is it bc of my honorable self attitude, or perhaps my moral sense of duty in supporting our local institutions?
Well I say no. I say it's bc that's the way life works. And there are some things, like the stink on poo, that you just can't change. No matter how good looking you are.
Bitterfully resigned,
Jonathan
-- Post From My iPhone
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