There’s nothing more true than that. Places, situations, jobs, etc., everything is as good or as bad as the people in them.
Take this train for example. This business class car is super comfortable, I have a whole “meeting table” for myself, ac power outlets, a blanket and wifi. I have a beautiful view of the Amish country as I’m typing this, I have a copy of the NYTimes and the old man sitting across the alley is super polite. Man… I love this train.
Until, of course, we make a stop in Lancaster and this damn mister gets in the train, he sits just behind me and he just won’t stop snoring, snorting, coughing, loud chewing and farting… man I hate this train.
Peace.
