I was rushing home from work to make it to a resident meeting for our apartment building, so when I caught an Ashmont train right when I stepped on the platform at South Station and then saw a trolley waiting as I came up the stairs at Ashmont I was happy with my T luck. And then the trolley tried to pull out of the station....to no avail. They kicked us off the trolley and then the trolley behind coupled to it and pushed it out while we all stood on the (freezing cold) platform. We could see the next three trolleys lined up on the tracks and at the next stop, but had to wait quite a while for dispatch to give them the okay to actually pull up to the station.
I don't know how I've come to have such a zen approach to the T, but delays like this don't phase me. Everyone else on the platform grumbled, stomped their feet, made comments to each other about how they could see the next trolley and why wasn't it moving, or made calls on their cell to complain to someone at home about it. Me? I was happy reading my magazine, and then put it away for a bit to take some photos. You know this is significant because I was also standing in the freezing cold and I still wasn't complaining!