Day 174 waiting on the railroad

I have to pass train tracks on my route to work. Even though I'm rarely out at the same time, I tend to get stuck waiting either on my way home or out on an errand; in today's case, the latter. On my way to the bank I sat parked, waiting on the slowest-moving freight train of all time. I waited for nearly twenty minutes, in which time I made a list of the pros and cons of waiting for a freight train. Cons: worrying about not getting to the bank before it closed (I did make it), forgetting my phone at the office. Pros: reading fun graffiti ("whiskey," "bacon"), subsequently getting ideas for tags, remembering my camera.