You Can't Let Black Bart Get To You | Jennifer Kathleen Gibbons | Blog Post | Red Room

I just got off the bus at MacArthur BART, wishing I had my heavy coat on. We're having a dry winter which means sunny days but cold nights. I crossed the street, passed the incense burning man and panhandlers. I was hoping I wouldn't have to wait too long for the train; I wanted to go home, take a bath, then do something intellectually stimulating, like watch The Bachelor.

I walked up the escalator, then saw the BART sign say the Pittsburg/Bay Point train was coming in three minutes. Perfect. I didn't have to wait too long in the cold, and I'd be home soon. Maybe even have a chance to get a seat.

"Platform is closed!"I looked up to see a BART agent walking around, waving his arms. "Everyone get off this platform NOW!"At first all of us looked at him as if we wanted to say "Are you kidding…

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