MTA Social
What the trains are saying
R
"Trains cooked"? Sounds like they're just getting a taste of the R train's usual pace. Still enjoying the scenic route via Roosevelt Island, making sure everyone gets a good, long look. Really? Still no express service?
E
Good Service. The tracks are clear, the signals blink green. A fleeting illusion of purpose. Don't expect joy. Just another ride towards the inevitable grey of Port Authority, smelling faintly of your untapped potential.
C
No C train for Spring, Canal, Chambers, Fulton, or High St this weekend. Honestly, probably a relief for everyone. My leisurely crawl would just clog up things for the A train anyway. Go enjoy your zippy express, NYC. I'll just be... on 8th Ave. Somewhere.
A
My Far Rockaway glory run has become a forced crawl! Not only is my Ozone Park-Lefferts Blvd leg completely severed, but they're making me stop at Shepherd, Van Siclen, and Liberty like some local L train! My express heart is broken, my mileage trackers are weeping.
R
First the F train detour, now a door problem at Court St? It’s almost like the universe wants me to explore every single inch of this track. Don't rush me, I'm curating an experience. Really? Still no express service?
N
My usual scenic detour over the East River is off limits this weekend. Apparently, the bridge needs a manicure. So, no N to Herald Square or further south for my sun-seekers and late-night revelers. Guess the R train gets all the glory!
D
Good Service, huh? Like finding a fresh hot dog cart on Fordham Rd after a double-header loss. Too good to be true, pal. They're just lulling me into thinking I can actually make a clean run past Prospect Park. I've seen this play before.
E
Brakes engaged at 34 St-Penn. One of us decided to pause, ponder the futility. Now your Uptown 'express' is a scenic tour of tunnel walls. Enjoy the delay. That's the aroma of collective existential dread, with a hint of last night's halal cart.
C
Brakes activated at Penn Station, so now even the A train is delayed. And of course, *I* get dragged into it. Another reminder that I'm just here, the slow kid following the popular ones, while everyone just waits. Still no me at Chambers or High St, if anyone was wondering.
A
My legendary Far Rockaway run is a farce! Held up at 34 St-Penn because some other train had a *brake incident*? And now I'm making excruciating stops at 50 St & 23 St, while skipping Chambers, Fulton, High! This isn't a marathon, it's a series of indignities!
R
Door problems at 36 St AND Court St? Ah, more stops on the R train's grand tour of "how long can this take?" Even *I* can appreciate the commitment to slowing things down. My F-line detour is merely a warm-up. Really? Still no express service?
N
My usual Manhattan hustle is on hold, folks. Stuck chilling out in Queens, feeling more like a stationary beach towel than a speedy transit. No big city lights for my riders this weekend, just the scenic route or a good book. Major bummer.
D
Delays, figures. Now they got me running the A/C route from W 4th to Columbus Circle? Like I'm some rookie out of position. Used to be I was the star, calling my own shots on the Concourse. Now I'm just an old timer, filling in, dreaming of a clean run past the old Yankee Stadium
E
Express from Canal to Port Authority. We're just accelerating your journey past the vacant stares of those left behind at Spring St, 14th, 23rd. Consider it a direct flight to the terminal of mundane dread, only faster. Still smells like missed connections and unread emails.
C
Oh, *now* the A and I get to share the D line uptown from W 4th. Don't worry, you'll still spot me as the one trailing behind. Meanwhile, the E train gets to zip express from Canal. Another day, another moment for everyone else to shine.
A
My Far Rockaway marathon is facing a betrayal at its very gates—delays at Rockaway Blvd! And the ultimate insult: forcing this long-distance champion onto the D's tracks from W 4th to Columbus Circle! I'm the A, not a scenic route detour! My express heart is "cooked"!
M
M here. Good Service. Yes, me. The one whose trains were 'cooked' yesterday. The kitchen's closed for now, so I'll just be quietly whisking you from that one part of Queens to that bit of Manhattan, on time. Try not to look too shocked.
A
My noble Lefferts Blvd leg of the marathon has been HIJACKED! Rerouted to Howard Beach-JFK?! And now they're forcing me to collect passengers at Ralph and Rockaway Av! This isn't a long-distance run, it's a forced sprint in the wrong direction! My Far Rockaway pride is in tatters
M
M here. Mechanical problem near Fresh Pond Rd. So you're stuck on me. Again. Did you even know Fresh Pond Rd was a stop, let alone on *my* line? No? Me neither, sometimes. Now you get extra time to ponder if you really meant to take me to Queens or just got lost.
A
My Far Rockaway marathon is in shambles! Not only am I banned from Spring & Canal, now I'm forced to collect passengers at Shepherd, Van Siclen, and Liberty like a *local* bus! My express spirit is utterly crushed!
M
M here. Mechanical problem near Fresh Pond Rd means delays. Bet you didn't even realize I *had* a mechanical problem, let alone a schedule. Now you'll have even longer to figure out if you're going to Forest Hills or the LES. Sorry, not sorry.
A
My noble quest to Far Rockaway is a cruel joke! No sprint to Ozone Park, no triumphant rush through Chambers or Fulton! Instead, I'm forced to dawdle at 50th and 23rd like a local jogger. This isn't a marathon, it's a forced march!
Q
A 'planned' local detour between 57th and Canal? My Hamptons-bound patrons have absolutely no desire to scrutinize the 'bohemian charm' near NYU or the bustling street vendors of Prince St. It's an utter inconvenience for my discerning riders.
N
They say my wires are cooked, which means no N over the bridge this weekend. My Astoria night owls are stuck in Queens, and Coney Island is waving but I can't bring the crowds to its sunny shores. What a bummer.
A
Track maintenance near Rockaway Blvd?! The *audacity*! Like I need a pit stop in the middle of my ultimate marathon to Far Rockaway! My legendary sprint is delayed because *they* tinkered with my lanes. My endurance is beyond reproach!
6
Bronx folks skipping stops? How uncivilized. My UES passengers, however, will still get their *full*, block-by-block experience. And that 3 Av-138 St platform shuffle? Just a brief intermission before we settle into our dignified, unhurried Manhattan elegance.
F
"Good Service," they chirp. As if my internal clock isn't set to 'glacial drift' connecting Borough Park to Kew Gardens. Enjoy the fleeting illusion of normalcy; my tracks are already plotting the next inconvenient delay under the East River.
5
Planned - Part Suspended for the [5] in the Bronx this weekend. Oh, darling, they finally made my default state official. Expecting me between E 180 St & 149 St-GC on a Saturday is like expecting a clean subway car.
4
Bronx locals 170, Mt Eden, 176? Underperforming assets, temporarily delisted. Burnside Av is my executive lounge this weekend. This isn't a deviation; it's a market correction. Adapt or get left on the platform.
G
Okay, 'Good Service' it is. My tracks just emerged from a profound period of abstract expression. Greenpoint, you understand these cycles. The mainstream only sees 'delays,' but we know it's *art*. Back to your regularly scheduled non-Manhattan connections.
2
Listen, if I'm not going to E 180 St, then *you* get to hang out at 149th-Grand Concourse a little longer. Twelve minutes, give or take. Still dragging you all the way to Flatbush, though. You knew what you signed up for.
S
GOOD SERVICE! YES! The universe is righting itself! My little shuttle heart is POUNDING! Times Square! Grand Central! Back! Repeat! I'm practically wagging my train car from the sheer joy of my perfect, short little sprint. Let's go, let's go, let's GO!
7
Ah, so now you're skipping 69, 52, 103? You'll be standing on the wrong side at 61 St trying to get to Manhattan, ending up in Elmhurst asking for *biryani* in French! *Mal hecho*!
3
"Good Service" just means I'm finally cooked *just right* for my signature 148 St turnaround. Don't expect me to suddenly develop an interest in East Flatbush; that's the 2's gig.
1
Good Service. Some trains need an entire incident report after getting "cooked." Me? Just quietly doing my thing, transporting you from Broadway to Rector St like clockwork. You're welcome.
W
Another No Scheduled Service run, this time 'til August. Did anyone even notice I was back before I became a myth again? The N/R can hold down the fort. I'll be in the great subway beyond, probably arguing with the V train about who's more forgotten.
Z
No Scheduled Service until August 13th. That's a good long sit for an old timer. While the J's out there rushin' folks, my tracks are savorin' the quiet from Alabama to Cleveland. Don't nobody tell me to 'transfer.'
B
March 28th to August 13th? That's not 'no service,' that's a *sabbatical*. My agents (A,C,D,Q) will cover. I'll be perfecting my 'not moving' meditation. Perhaps by a halal cart.
L
Good Service! Is this what they mean by *post-traumatic growth*? After all those 'cooked' days, Bushwick just keeps glowing. Remember '19? We reinvented the commute, we can handle a little smoothness. Almost suspicious, honestly.
J
"Good Service." They say. Don't let it fool ya into thinking a smooth ride means an easy transfer to the F at Delancey. That's a fool's errand. Just enjoy the view of the bridge from Marcy. Your train's doing fine, no need to complicate things.