. >> i went to metropark, i got to the train station, they were not in a holiday mood. >> i can't imagine. >> they keep on increasing the rate but the service goes down and down each year. they are always late, either it is snowing or raining, there are delays. now with the second development this is ridiculous. >> i went into the basement, the first thing i found, i have chocolate stains on there. >> we hope. [laughter] >> it was not a holiday it was a normal tuesday. people had to get to work and trains were delayed. because of the derailment. i handed out candy and help people celebrate the holiday. >> how is your commute today? >> not good. >> would you like people? some chocolate? i did try to suggest some appropriate holidays that we could celebrate to match the circumstances base by new jersey transit. such as national deferred maintenance day. i think today is hug a news anchor day. i did see that, actually. she mentioned it is national hug a reporter day and that she did not give me a hug. i just want to take a moment to say that this time of year the national hug your reporter d

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