They're raising the fares to commute to our jobs in New York City again and that's horrible for everyone, but there's a solution. Our jobs should be required to become slightly more tolerable commensurate with the increased cost to get there. So if we pay an extra dollar to get to work, there should be a dollar's less suckiness when we show up. For us that would translate to being allowed to sit quietly in a locked closet where no one can find us for about eight minutes every day. Or maybe one slightly-too-long hug (with tears!) from a coworker of our choosing? Until then, this sign's cathartic anger will have to suffice.