My bus commute to work usually takes 40 minutes. Yesterday, it took two hours. Here's why.
All the buses that go on a certain street changed times yesterday (with no notice) due to construction. This meant that my bus left 2 minutes early yesterday. As I was strolling up to the bus stop thinking about how I was "a whole 2 minutes early", the bus left without me. I watched the bus slowly slip away from my grasp and thought about how that was the last express bus of the day. Because of that, I had to take the non-express bus, which I call the "death train" because of the scary jerks that ride it and the hour+ it takes to get to downtown St. Paul.
To add to the misery of the death train making stops to let people off and on about every half-block along the way, every couple of stops this particular driver would turn the bus off and read the newspaper, probably because he was ahead of schedule. Finally, he stopped at a university, turned the bus off and sat there for TWENTY MINUTES, then headed back toward my house! I asked him when he goes to downtown St. Paul and he said that bus doesn't go to downtown St. Paul. So I had to get off, cross the street, wait 10 minutes for the same bus with a different letter after the number, then THAT bus driver proceeded to stop and read the paper at every couple of stops.
THEN we heard all these sirens and it turned out that the bus in front of us was stopped with two police cars and an ambulance surrounding it because Allah knows why, so all of those passengers had to get on our bus which took an additional 10 minutes. I finally rolled into work at 10:30 am after two hours SHAKING with frustration, and a few dropped tears out of sheer fury.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
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