When I first moved to San Francisco, I was told over and over again about the rivalry between SoCal and NorCal. I thought it was ridiculous. I love all of California. I’ve never had a problem with anyone from SoCal - until today when I tried to get on AirBart at the Oakland Airport. The place was crawling with people who just arrived from San Diego and LA. They were the tan ones with the flowered, short-sleeved buttoned-down shirts, shorts, and sandles. There was a line for the AirBart that went further than I ever expected. It reached the whole length of the passenger platform. This is because a bunch of people (who happened to be from those aforementioned cities), groups of them, about 5 per group, were in line. This just annoyed the piss out of me. Number one – I have two suitcases, my laptop bag, and my camera backpack. I was crammed onto the bus, without room to stand, let alone sit or stow my luggage. Then I had to listen to them all talk to eachother. They asked stupid questions, like, “Who plays at the Coliseum?” But the thing that angered me the most was that they were such large groups who would have made out much better by taking a cab (split between 5 adults is not so much). AirBart is for people like me who take public transit everywhere. It wouldn’t make any sense for me to spend $50 on a cab. It would totally make sense for these gaggles of people, who were taking up my space and patience. I wanted to tell them to get out of my space, off of my bus and train, and let me get home to San Francisco. I freaking live here! I should have priority, dammit!