tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1376928888995197419.post5515363292389093837..comments2023-08-04T04:32:05.530-07:00Comments on RTDriver.com: "You grinned, then winked at me in the mirror as I reached for the button to open the door..."Jon Q. RT Driverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13531617801225218222noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1376928888995197419.post-45857676573515863242007-06-25T11:23:00.000-07:002007-06-25T11:23:00.000-07:00She caught be on my next trip through. On Sundays...She caught be on my next trip through. On Sundays, after a certain time of day the driver keeps the same train for the duration. I read it again, and your right...a bit off, but it was 1:40 something in the morning (-:Jon Q. RT Driverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13531617801225218222noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1376928888995197419.post-58617643320225645102007-06-25T09:41:00.000-07:002007-06-25T09:41:00.000-07:00"You grinned, then winked at me in the mirror as I..."You grinned, then winked at me in the mirror as I reached for the button to open the door..."<BR/><BR/>Ah, the famous train driver trick of waiting until the passenger is just about to reach the button and then, with an evil grin clearly visible in the side mirrors, lurching out of the station, leaving the poor wretch seething at the station.<BR/><BR/>Happens a million times a day. Or not.<BR/><BR/>But I find your story a bit odd. <BR/><BR/>According to your narrative, the rider first saw you wink and grin and THEN she raced up the ramp and to the front car door so she could address you directly. Right?<BR/><BR/>Now, this is a lady with some very interesting ideas on how to meet train drivers.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08070861046420451305noreply@blogger.com