WHAT THE HELL ARE WE PAYING FOR?

So, it's Friday night, around 8:30 and I'm at Utica Avenue transferring from the 4 to the 3 train. Well I want to transfer but I'm going to have to wait a few minutes for the 3 train to come.  Coolbeans.  I decide it's time to throw my gum out.  I walk to the trash can and...........................BAM!!!!

Now that's a HOT mess right there.  I mean I could just throw my gum right in there.  It really wouldn't make that much of difference but I say to myself lemme find another garbage can.  So I walk to the opposite end of the platform and..........................BAM!!!!

Now, I'm HOT.  What part of the game is this?  I mean "WHAT THE HELL ARE WE PAYING FOR?"  And to top it all off, (You must be thinking he can't top that.)  Bust the fly shit.  There were at least 8 people whom worked for transit on the platform standing around doing nothing, nada.  If you look at the first pic you'll see the little booth in the far right corner.  There were at least 3 people in there.  How they could sit there and stare at that disgusting mess for hours on end and not do something is beyond me.  

Enough about them, the MTA that is.  I just want to know what are we as New Yorkers, who pay to ride the train everyday,  going to do?  Well, the first thing I'm going do is put someone on blast.

Brenda, you need to get it together.  I will definitely be writing a formal letter to anyone who is willing to listen as well as continue to document the less for more financial practices of the MTA.  Peace.