After an earlier incident...

These are the words no commuter ever wants to hear. It means there's some sort of issue and your commute is - most likely - going to be long and painful. After waiting, waiting, waiting for an F-train tonight with no success and hearing it would be at least 8 minutes until the next train through 42nd Street, I decided to take the express train to Brooklyn and make a change from there. Well, as luck would have it, the next express train was a D-train, so I was off to Brooklyn knowing that I would need to transfer to the bus to complete my journey. 90 minutes later I made it home. Some days I really miss commuting by myself in a car.