As many of you are aware, some intimately, the right to get smashed on the ride home is one fiercely cherished and defended at all costs by Team CT Commute. It was something Metro North officials tried at various points over the last couple years to take away to no success. “They’ll have to pry this Tall Boy from my kung-fu like grip,” more than a few people slurred, getting confrontational. It also wasn’t enough to simply be able to purchase booze on board, but highly necessary to have the space to “stand around and talk,” mix it up with fellow financial services hacks and make new “business contacts,” rather than sit at banquette-style tables with some asshole you already know from work, a war currently being fought as designs for new cars and their bar cars are finalized.
Strangely, though, we’ve never discussed what exactly one is pounding in the 39 to 55 minutes you have before getting off. Luckily, the Times has investigated the situation.
In what should come as a massive shock, riders of the Metro-North are “rarely” seen knocking back a nice rosé, though, of course, sometime the situations calls for it. Usually, though, when wine is consumed, it’s white, “preferred at a two-to-one ratio to red.” Beer is the best seller and accounts for “more than half of all drink purchases,” with about 45% of those purchases being some sort of Budwesier. As for the hard stuff, one bar wench feared losing her job for divulging the trade secrets of her riders but took a risk anyway.
Vodka is far more popular than other spirits, making up half of all hard liquor sales. (One bartender, who spoke on the condition of anonymity for fear of losing her job, confided that her stockbroker customers “all drink vodka,” while construction workers “are all about the beer.”) Gin and scotch are a distant second and third.
Drinks On The Train [NYT]
They sell “nice” rosé on the train?
2 vodka rocks for the boys, roophie colada for the blonde.
Wut? no Colt 45 40′s?
–Guy who gets a 40 in Hoboken for the NJ Transit ride home
Scotch, a distant third?
That just means it’s a good buying opportunity. Long scotch/short sobriety – the crunk spread.
Is this caption contest Tuesday? If it is: “pull my finger and you can get a whiff of my rosé”
Bess, I would appreciate it if you didn’t post a picture of my father on the train home to drunkenly beat me with his shoe.
…and for the lady, a vodka tonic with a lime and a splash of DNA.
-Mike Lallana
Those CT hacks have no idea how easy they have it. I have to get my G&T at the cart in GCT before jumping MetroNorth home to the Burbs.
By 5:07, I am all scotched out
Uhh, hello, where’s the train? That’s a shot of the trader’s break room at UBS headquarters in Stamford.
I have the biggest head to body ratio – ever
http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2010/09/27/nyregion/drinks2/drinks2-popup.jpg
any man who does not love Budweiser is not an American in my books
Alot of drunken De Shaw people will be on the train tonight, watch out
Bess, I think have an ’09 Housing Crisis Zinfandel, grown on the weedstrewn lots of subprime-mortgaged homes in the Detroit suburbs and watered with the blood of union workers.
Sweet pointy-finger action on the big guy: “I call this move the ‘Isaac, your Bartender’”
Since when is it un-American to not love the watered-down product of a Belgo-Brazilian conglomerate?
-Yeungling drinker
UBS and CT sucks
Do they accept EBT cards?
-JPM Analyst
i thought deshaw quants were beamed in and out of the city?
America’s Oldest Brewery FTW
If I put a Bud in your hand, would you drink it?
It’s a “2 Tallboy” trip from downtown Houston to the Woodlands.
East Texas Gas Trader
I wonder if the blue-shirted dude is telling this story to the blonde lady:
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“A gorgeous young redhead goes into the doctor’s office and said that her body hurt wherever she touched it.
“Impossible!” says the doctor. “Show me.”
The redhead took her finger, pushed on her left breast and screamed, then she pushed her elbow and screamed in even more. She pushed her knee and screamed; likewise she pushed her ankle and screamed. Everywhere she touched made her scream.
The doctor said, “You’re not really a redhead, are you?
“Well, no” she said, “I’m actually a blonde.”
“I thought so,” the doctor said. “Your finger is broken.”
Well I’d drink most anything if it’s free…
So what you’re asking for is one of these? http://www.bumwine.com/
Correct response. You may proceed.
Goddamnit New Jersey Transit doesn’t even have bar cars. I gotta brownbag mine like a fucking hobo.
Ironically, it is the same distance from Grand Central to CT – 2 Tall boys. Hopefully one of the AIG FP or LEH quants can model it up. – Fixed Income
I wonder what the Latinas drink… oh, that’s right, there’s no bar car on the Housekeeping Local.
You can still afford beer on NJ Transit? I can’t even afford the 25% fee increase just to ride the fucking train. Damn you, you rich bastard!
The only thing remotely funny about that was that, if it referenced jews instead of hispanics, that you’d be moderated, which you won’t.
-racist fuck
$3.00 for a goddamn bud at that ripoff joint in Hoboken station is bad enough, brother. Governor Fatso should be handing out sixpacks at Newark Broad on a nightly fucking basis.