»My way or the highway?

This morning, a signal failure on MUNI meant that the N-Judah was stuck at the entrance to the Market St. Subway for several minutes, while other trains (J-Church) piled up behind us, and two other Ns and the K-Ingleside idled in front of us. I reached the Caltrain station just as the 8.37 pulled away from the platform, noticed that three of the five MUNI vending machines are still broken, that two of the three TransLink readers are out of order, and then heard that a gas mains break was delaying Caltrain down the Peninsula.

I gave up and called Danan for a ride.

Soup to nuts, getting in to work this morning took four hours.

UPDATE:
The ride back was equally exciting. The 5.25 express arrived several minutes late, with the conductors waving cyclists away. Turns out one of the doors to the bicycle carriage was broken, and the conductors didn't think that a bicycle could fit through the other.

The delays were due to the cyclists aruging with the conductors. Of course the bike could fit through that door. Wait for the next train. But we've validated our tickets for this train; they won't be valid for the next. Just explain to the next train conductor. Etc.

Onboard, a placard advertised an obscure government web site; a similar paranoid message (" ... if something doesn't seem right, call 911") appeared on the information displays at the San Antonio platform. The information displays did not, however, note that the trains were running late.