This morning on the SkyTrain I couldn't help overhearing a woman complaining about her job. In fact people on the next car probably couldn't help overhearing her. She was clearly speaking for the benefit of her captive audience of trapped commuters. She had the suburban Vancouver area accent - a blend of an American accent picked up from learning English from the television and slow-speaking rural stoner. Just from the sound of her voice you could tell she was fifty pounds overweight and fifteen years out of style.
It took until this week to get the repairs done.
Dodge the onslaught of zombie commuters coming into town from the suburbs. 
I was half an hour late for work this morning. I blame the 2010 Winter Olympics.