Saturday, June 20, 2009

Baby Blues

Last night, I was taking the train home at about 1am after hanging with a certain very cool person. Now, trains are REALLY annoying after midnight because NOTHING runs express and the trains only come like once every half hour. So if the waiting for the train doesn't kill you, all the extra stops certainly do. A trip that normally takes me between 30-45 minutes (Manhattan to home) takes probably 2 hours. And that's a normal night.

They've been doing track work at night on my line. Which basically means that to protect the track worker people, the trains travel at about 2 miles an hour. It's a very good excuse to stay in most nights, but not on a Friday. However, last night, in addition to the usual annoying drunk people, there was also one very loud screaming baby. And he did NOT quit. Every once in a while, he lost a bit of volume and everyone on the train held their breaths in anticipation that the baby would actually stop crying. He did not.

Passengers were giving the mother all sorts of stuff - flashy keychains, cheese puffs, peppermints, etc. They all began discussing what might be wrong - was he hungry? Teething? Did he want to be rocked? Did he have gas? The mother is insisting that it must be his stomach - he spit up earlier. Yes. Babies never spit up. It must be his stomach. Or, it could definitely be the teeth that are fully formed inside his mouth. And, yeah, the gas thing could be totes possible.

OR MAYBE THE BABY WAS SUPPOSED TO BE IN BED HOURS AGO AND IS VERY MAD THAT HE IS BEING KEPT AWAKE BY THE LOUD, OBNOXIOUS DRUNK PEOPLE ON THE VERY SLOW MOVING TRAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!

if I were a baby, that is why I would be fussing. Heck, I'm not a baby and I was still fussing about it. And I actually made the choice to go out...and had a dern good time ;)

wtf is wrong with people? Why is that baby on a train at 1am? WHY? I actually have a high tolerance for baby screaming. Normally, if I'm on the train with a screaming baby, I don't care. Actually, truthfully, that doesn't happen very much because most mothers are too concerned about germs to allow their little precious on the train.

NEVER have a seen a baby on a late-night train. I've seen a few children and that was weird and awful to me but you can always give the parents the benefit of the doubt and credit jet-lag/different time zones with it. I can assume they are tourists and move on.

This baby was not a tourist baby. His mama was born and raised in Brooklyn. I know this because she gave her life story in an attempt to elicit sympathy from the train passengers.

Where's CPS when you need them? I wish they were on that damn train with me.

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