I got to the Alewife platform this morning at about 11:10, as a train was pulling out. There was a second train there, empty, doors closed. It looked like it was going out if service. I waited on the platform with a few dozen others.
Another train came in. Everyone unloaded. Immediately, the loud departure warning bell started ringing. We all piled on to the new train – the bell was ringing, and it was the only train with open doors.
I was dubious. Generally, the driver has to walk from one end of the train to the other (it’s Alewife, so the trains reverse direction). If that driver hasnt taken the walk, no one is going anywhere. I stayed alert.
The train that had been there the whole time, the empty one, started up. It rolled a few feet and stopped. The doors opened. I jumped out of the full train and hustled over.
“Are you headed out?” I shouted to the driver, who was leaning his head out the window.
He nodded.
“They’re all on the other train,” I shouted. “The other train is full of passengers.”
He gave a sort of embarassed shrug.
I got on his train. The door closed. We rolled out of Alewife.
I had a train all to myself.
(I think it was train #1636 if any MBTA people are reading)