My normal wait for a train is five minutes, and the ride is less than one, so it's faster than walking.
This morning, I was down there waiting for over a half hour before I gave up and walked - a half hour late for work, too. It's a ten minute walk from there - a very pleasant one in nice weather, so if I have time, I do it. Today, of course, it was pouring buckets.
My skirt and the left sleeve of my shirt are still soaked, and my feet are wet.
Turns out the F trains weren't running in that way. I saw three go in the opposite direction. If there had been an announcement, I would have walked sooner and not been so late. Ah, well.