A couple of days ago I was riding the TTC one more time. I was heading north from St. Clair Station heading to Sheppard. The train was moving along at a relatively rapid clip, for the TTC.
We arrived at York Mills station and there was an announcement that the train would be delayed for a change in crews. I don’t know about you, but it’s not a Boeing 777. I’m not sure why a crew change was required. But there we were waiting for the train to leave.
I saw a man walking toward me. He was either drunk, stoned or had other issues. He was walking towards me on the train. As he got closer there were women sitting with an empty seat beside them. He sat in the empty seat next to two women, talking to them with his face directly in their face. It was frightening. The two women were far more calm then I would have been. It was shocking. I was frightened for them not knowing what this fellow might do.
He left the train when it was still sitting at York Mills station. I guess that he ran out of patience for the train sitting around. He was either singing of screaming while he was standing on the platform.
I often see the TTC so called special constables at stations. Walking around, chatting, having a pretty good time. I have yet to see them deal with these individuals who are harassing passengers and scaring people riding the trains. If they are not on the trains what are they doing? It’s a great job. Walk around, check things out and apparently not do much else that I can see.
As I have mentioned elsewhere, there is no help on the trains if you get into a problem. There are no cameras and no one at the platforms. You are completely on your own. It’s truly frightening.
Not one seems to car. The riders don’t care. The media seemly doesn’t care. And certainly the TTC doesn’t care. But you should care. Someday, something will happens. Someone will have a life changing experience. And given the local media, we’ll probably never here about it.