Rapid Transit

441E04ED-AA8B-4E7E-9770-6A27CE143635Eugene looked at his watch as his patience was running thin. He looked at the overhead display. It read “NEXT TRAIN IN FIVE MINUTES.” It had said that for the last three minutes.

Eugene looked around at the others waiting on the platform. No one else seemed bothered by the delay. Some were reading books, magazines, or newspapers, others had their eyes glued to their smartphones, and still others were moving to the beat of silent music heard only by them through their earbuds.

“We’re like a group of lemmings,” Eugene thought, “standing at the precipice just waiting to step off.”

Eugene looked at his watch again. Then he heard the rumble of the subway train heading into the station. He looked towards the tunnel and saw the train’s light growing brighter.

“Finally,” Eugene said aloud. But then he heard some grumbling from the crowd on the platform. He looked up and saw that the display had changed to “TRAIN WON’T STOP” as it rumble through the station.

“Rapid transit my ass,” he said.


Written for today’s one-word prompt, “rapid.”

10 thoughts on “Rapid Transit

  1. newepicauthor May 8, 2018 / 1:31 pm

    I think that a group of lemmings is actually called a slice of lemmings and I heard that they don’t really commit suicide by jumping off of cliffs.

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    • Fandango May 8, 2018 / 1:39 pm

      A slice? think you’re thinking on lemons, not lemmings.

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