I took the bus this morning. I think that was my first mistake.
I usually try to get to work by 8am, however I had some difficulty rolling out of bed this morning - I think I finally got up just after 7am. Anywho, that meant I was going to miss the early bus, and would have to take the 7:55 bus. I caught the bus on time, however the transfer at Broadway and Taylor wasn't exactly to my liking. I got off the #6, not realizing the #4 wasn't there yet (which it usually is). I asked the bus driver where the #4 was and got this response - "I don't know. I guess it must be late or something." Then he drove off - what an asshole!
I have been taking the bus long enough to know that most bus drivers are courteous enough to radio the other drivers when there are problems. However, this guy didn't seem to be concerned that I (as well as a few others) would be standing in the cold for who knows how long.
Myself and the other bus patrons were able to determine that the #4 we were suppose to get on was not coming when we saw an empty bus and City truck drive by. We assumed that once they transferred those passengers onto the new bus they would come and get us, as we had been waiting about 20 minutes by that time. We were mistaken - the now full new #4 drove right past us.
I did eventually get on the next scheduled #4, toes and fingers ice cold, but finally on my way. I arrived in tact at work, 1 hour from my original departure time.
What a way to start off my last day of work for the week. I guess the time wasted wasn't that big of a deal, as I don't have that much work to do - it was just annoying.
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