Friendly Confines of the CTA?


I’ve been proven wrong.


It happens often, trust me. But if you’ve known me for a few years, you know I have a weird fascination about the lack of interaction on the CTA. I’ve even written on the subject before (what happened to Jargon Chicago, btw?). It’s a conundrum to me as to why no one talks—or even looks—at each other while riding the CTA. People are content to be a part of the iPod (now iPhone) army and politely ignore each other. I take that back. People are not content, they’re pretty miserable. I get it, but the silence freaks me out.

So, you’ll imagine my surprise when, yesterday on the train, the unexpected occurred. A woman who was taking up the whole seat with her newspaper removed it and then offered me a seat. Haven been spoiled the last few years by taking the cushy Michigan Ave. buses and having a seat every day, I gladly accepted. Right around the Fullerton stop, the train stalled (surprise!). And then it happened—perfect strangers made conversation. Leave it to complaining about the CTA to ignite the conversation…but it happened. A woman to my right made a comment about the city and inefficiency of the CTA. Conversation ensued! She and the woman to my left chatted about the Olympics, Buckingham Fountain, corrupt politicians and even Uptown apartments. And when the woman to my right got off the train, the woman sharing my seat started chatting with me. Yowzas!

The moral of the story? Misery breeds misery, but it also breeds conversation. Want to start a conversation on the train? Just complain about your ride.

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One response to “Friendly Confines of the CTA?

  1. Megatron

    I would like to add to this by saying that no one would ever talk on the Northline Metra*, even when stalled. Only thing that happens when something goes wrong is the blackberries are whipped out an the office is notified by text/email that Mr. SoFancyPants will be late. *continues to avoid eye contact or share even a disgusted sigh…reads Wall Street Journal some more* I am positive that they would freak if I said anything…then they would chalk it up to my “B” ticket neighborhood. “Peasants” Anyway, besides the lack of humanity, I can’t say much goes wrong or goes off schedule on the trusty Northline.

    *Excludes Ravinia

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