High St Station

I have numerous beefs with this station.
— The stairs entering the station. One of the strongest wind tunnels I have ever encountered. If you are wearing a skirt… hold onto it with both hands. Or the whole world will see your booty. It will also mess up your hair. Looking cute after going through that wind tunnel is a challenge. Not to mention that the stairs are aggressively narrow and one will often get stuck behind slow moving pedestrians.
— The escalator that goes to the trains. It’s narrow. And so you cannot pass people. So many times I have narrowly missed the train because I’ve been stuck behind people that won’t walk. INFURIATING! I try to be somewhat zen and not let it irk me too much. But still.
I haven’t witnessed too many altercations in this station. But one time I was heading to the train, when I saw a morbidly obese man peeing on the stairs. I screamed.
Unfortunately this is my home station. I remind myself that it could be worse… at least it isn’t Canal St.