At Spadina and Queen, people are qeueing up to get onto the Spadina street car.

"Please, do not use the back doors. Please enter the car through the front doors," intoned the operator.

Then, three seconds later, he politely said: "Thank you for ignoring me."

Titters sweep the car.

"If the back door gets broken and the car has to go out of service, that wouldn't be funny," he said quietly upon my entry (through the front; I play by the rules). "That wouldn't be funny at all."