On the way to work today, I missed my train stop.
I realized something was amiss when I glanced out the window and Newark buildings were on the left of the train rather than the right. At first I thought the train was just taking a different way into the city; maybe there was something wrong with the tracks. My second thought was that maybe I dozed off and missed the stop, and that seemed more plausible although more embarassing.
So I got off in New York City, went to buy a ticket back to Newark but only one machine was working, almost beat up some lady that kept trying to get in front of me in line (not really), waited for another train, and got to work before 10:00 am.
I tend to “rest” on the train to work in the morning. I think I will not be doing that in the future.