Confession: I live on the T.
After losing my CharlieCard (it could have been worse; it only had a value of about three rides left on it, anyway), I bought a weekly pass, there being no station attendant to distribute "ChahlieCahds" at those pesky above-ground trolley stops.
The only way to make the passes cost-effective is to ride the T at least twice a day.
Mission accomplished.
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As if our society weren't egocentric enough, here's my contribution of another personal blog to tip the scale even further toward I Me Mine. Even if you do read, or even--no, it can't be--like reading any of this junk, I really want to hear from YOU instead.
If you're reading this, you likely have access to my phone number or e-mail address already. So drop me a line, wouldya? Or at least leave a comment once in awhile, preferably of the "Why haven't you called?" or "Hey, a funny thing happened to me..." sort.
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1 comment:
Confession: I lost my MONTHLY pass once... at the beginning of the month! I was pretty mad at myself, and for the following year I kept writing my first name and phone number on my T-pass with a sharpie. Isn't that dorky? "If I am stupid and dropped this thing again, please call me, Liz..." PS- that weekly pass is a darn good deal for tourists! I spent more than half that amount on a daily pass in NYC.
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