This past March, the Metro turned 36. DC's Metro is ranked #2 busiest transit system in America. It provides transportation for practically everyone in the DC area, in fact the metro transports 762,653 people daily/each weekday (594,521 daily average in 2011). Thats an estimated 208 million riders annually.
Next Monday, the new WMATA Metro RUSH Plus system begins. In it’s honor, we have put together a list of the 8 types of metro riders. We have all been guilty of the titles.
8 Metro Riders We Love to Hate
You all know that one person who will not budge out of the doorway. They have planted a flag and refuse to move. The train is 73 feet across! That's plenty of room to shuffle around in and make room for other riders! Do not chose the worst spot near the door. K? Thanks!
Simply put, they bring too much stuff on the Metro. Rent a zip car already, the Metro is not your sherpa! I am not talking about the weary traveler going home from the airport. I am talking about those riders that decide to bring a week-long camping trip’s worth of stuff for the "arduous" journey from Farragut North to Dupont.
This rider will push his or herself into a metro when it is clearly packed. He/She cannot wait one minute for the next train and instead decides to risk a limb to smash into a packed Metro car. Not to mention they see other metro riders in front of them barely making it safely into the car (especially during rush hour). Patience is key kimosabe.
This DJ blasts his phone. Dude, get some ear phones! Or at least wear the badge with pride, and put a full-on boombox on your shoulder!! Please just don't blast Lil Wayne from your shrill iPhone speakers! Here are some cheap earphones. You're welcome.
We admire the ability to multitask and we hope you are able to explain this very useful skill in a job interview. But please shave your face/legs, clip your finger nails, and change your pants prior to departing your residence. Unless it's no-pants day, in which this is acceptable and we applaud you.
The Pole Rider
When you spoon the pole or hug it like your first-born, no one else can use it, and short people who can't reach the stupid little straps along the top bar start falling like dominos. This affects everyone.