Early Morning Trains

I could not think of anything worse than early morning trains.  You get up early, trek it into the train station with a coffee in one hand and your bag in another.  Then the train comes and as the devil glides past you you notice that it is packed like sardines in a can, like monkeys in a cave. If you didn't have costrovobia you would definally develop it on the these trains.  But this morning that i experienced was like no other. My boyfriend had luggage so that prohibited us from attending the seats and so we had to stand up near the doors. Standing on a train should be illegal, or if you stand you should get a discount on your ticket.  Whilst we were standing we were swaying and swaying holding on to each other for dear life.  Every aspect of life has a group. The train even had a train group. It was comprised of 6 individuals who didn't work with each other or even get off at the same stop. They all sat together and discussed each others lives and the boring details of it. One lady whom I presume was the queen bee kept listening to my conversation. (Lady it wasn't very interesting my life is a fun as watching grass grow).   The worse thing about early trains is getting off them and out of the station. Like a herd of sheep the mass of people mount out of the station and you have to keep up or otherwise you get trampled.  Early morning trains are the worst.