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Streetcar at Queen and John. Packed like sardines at the front, relatively clear at the back. Several of us approach the back doors to avoid fighting through the pack at the front. I presume the others, like me, have a Metropass. Driver closes the doors. So we walk to the front of the streetcar. As the first person is about to enter, the driver slams the front door, looks the other way, and drives off. We’re left to wait for the next streetcar. Everyone shakes their head, including those not waiting for the streetcar but who saw what happened.
And the TTC wonders why people have an intense dislike for its staff.
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