Wednesday, July 02, 2008

My first mistake...

...was trusting the bus schedule.

I had one of the most horrific mornings on record. I had high hopes that it would be a good one when I actually felt rested upon waking. I haven't felt that way in a long time. Really long. I promptly found an outfit that (a) fit and (b) was clean. I even went so far as to iron my pants, a task I normally ignore fervently. Then, I left the house for work, sans kids (Mr.D was dealing with them today- one less obstacle in my path).

Traffic was a bit heavy but not terrible. I made it to my new parking lot by 8:10 and considered my options for the bus to work. I decided that since the bus on the quiet, scenic back street is scheduled to come at 8:15 (and had done so the previous day) that I would wait for that one. I had plenty of time to get to my office.

A quick glance at my watch at 8:18 left me wondering where the bus might be. Should I proceed to the stop two blocks away where many buses pass? No, I knew that as soon as I walked away, this bus would pass. A few more minutes ticked away. At 8:29, I saw a broken bus limping down the road with "GARAGE" displayed overhead. Well, I thought, that must be the 8:15 bus. I'm not crazy, it obviously broke down.

Please note that most other people would have LONG AGO left this bus stop for an alternate.

I decided upon seeing the broken bus that I would, in fact, go to the alternate stop. About halfway there, guess what passed me? Go on. Guess.

I managed to catch the %$#!&% bus two stops later because the traffic was a bit congested. The bus was packed to the gills, and I was left standing right next to the driver. No matter--I thought--I'm only going a mile (and here is where you get to ask my sorry ass why I didn't just walk to work). When we were just two blocks shy of my stop? The bus broke down.

I silently screamed, stepped off of the bus, and walked to my office. In the time it took me to stand around and ride a broken bus, I could have walked there twice.

I am an idiot.

1 comment:

Jenn said...

The more I ride the bus, the more I think that the schedule is just a suggestion and they really show up whenever they feel like it.