I used to get on a 2/3 with the same driver at the same time a lot and he was REALLY into announcing in great detail how to get to the PATH with his volume absolutely cranked. It got so annoying that I'd actually get off and wait for the next one. Don't need whole minutes of announcements on how you have to go up the stairs and look for signs and yadda yadda. I got podcasts to listen to, man.
I used to get on a 2/3 with the same driver at the same time a lot and he was REALLY into announcing in great detail how to get to the PATH with his volume absolutely cranked. It got so annoying that I'd actually get off and wait for the next one. Don't need whole minutes of announcements on how you have to go up the stairs and look for signs and yadda yadda. I got podcasts to listen to, man.
Don't forget the wheel squeal... is there a transmission protocol for conveying the cornucopia of odors?
The one or two times I uncontrollably shat myself on the subway, I at least had the decency to do it in a tunnel and between cars.
Also needs the occasional mariachi music and someone yelling “It’s showtime!”