I take the SEPTA train into the City of Brotherly Love every weekday morning. Now, being a bit of a night owl, I’ve managed to train myself (no pun intended) to be able to sleep on the way in. In fact, sometimes the only thing that gets me out of bed is the fact that a nice little nap is waiting for me.
Another thing waiting for me is Carol. She’s the attendant who covers the R2 into Philly. She’s the best. Since we’re buddies, if I’m already sleeping by the time she comes into my car, she won’t even wake me up to see my train pass.