Filed under “I have no idea what to do with this:”
You know how in disaster movies there’s sometimes a crush of people trying to escape armageddon, say via one tiny boat that’s being protected by some military types, and everyone’s panicking, and there’s inevitably a parent in tears thrusting their young child forth, hoping to save at least him or her, even if it means never seeing each other again?
I’ve been picturing a similar scenario except instead of a boat, it’s a TTC streetcar. And instead of a disaster, dad just realizes he only has a child ticket and no adult tokens. But they’ve been waiting so long and the streetcar that finally arrives is so packed already, desperation and insanity have taken over.
You probably have to try taking the Queen streetcar with a youngster to understand. These things get crazy.
OK, maybe not that crazy. Outside of rush hour, anyway.
And yeah, if child protective services ever starts reading blogs, I’m doomed. Filing this under “parenting” instead of “stupid movie plot ideas” probably doesn’t help. But don’t worry, the kids will be safe, thanks to another idea in my head involving ostriches.
(Photo swiped from Way Out In the Margin)