Hooray, the strike is over! Life can return to normal.

Okay – yesterday it was fun, the novelty of it all. But today is Day Two of the strike, and it’s more annoying. The PATH was more crowded this morning. There was a long line of people on either side of the stairway leading down to the turnstiles at the 9th Street station. Since I had a Quick Card instead of cash like everyone else, the PATH employee let me cut ahead. Unfortunately, there was a line of people emerging from a train and coming up the stairs, and I thought I could make it down before they started coming up, but I was wrong, so I tried to squeeze back into the line while slowing people down, pissing people off who were both coming and going. Yeah, I was that guy. I hate being that guy.

Once everyone was done coming up the stairs, I went down to the turnstile, where this woman was about to put her $1.50 into the cash fare machine. She saw me coming and said “Um -” as the beginning of what was probably going to be an accusation, but of course I wasn’t using her turnstile but the one next to it that only takes Quick Cards and per-ride Metrocards. I went on through. I felt like a commercial for the PATH Quick Card.

Okay, so it wasn’t like I had to walk across a bridge to work or anything, but that’s my story.

An interesting string of comments about the strike on the TWU’s blog.