Stunned in the subway: “My Bad Wired”

Hey, there’s going to be Wi Fi in the Bloor station on Yonge Street as an experiment. Isn’t it thrilling to think that we can now delete mail and “Like” The Bulldog  while boarding a train? Wow. It’s the same as hanging out at S’bux (Starbucks if you don’t text).  But check the TTC guidance. Legislation is on the way to curb distracted walking. No falling onto the tracks please! And, although most people know better, the transit cops are watching for sneaks who try to set up a desk and hang out all day.  Train City is not the Green Mermaid. Also, you have to understand that there will be some noise when  the trains enter the station. Failure to communicate may occur. Karen Stintz will not take responsibility for that. Next thing you know, people will expect her to fix the tracks in her spare time. Oh, yes, if you stumble into another person whose head is also in the ether be aware that the new etiquette of live blundering is a confidently spoken “My Bad Wired.”