Bubblegum *sugarless*
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Today I had a job interview at noon. I'm pretty excited about the position because my friend works there also, which could mean an occasional ride. Anyway, to get to my destination, I leave my house at 10 AM, so I can catch the bus downtown and then transfer to another bus. It's raining, pretty chilly out, and the wind is kind of blustery. I'm wearing a skirt, sweater and some sensible heels. The wind is whipping the skirt around my legs as I head to the bus stop. Wet leaves are stuck to my shoes.
I manage to get to the bus stop w/out getting soaked. Catch the bus downtown, and prepare to make my transfer. I know I need bus #8. I called this morning and got directions. So I cross the street to the bus #8 stop. It's 10:45 and bus #8 comes at 11:08. Luckily there is a shelter to keep out of the rain. Leaving at 11:08 should get me to my interview by 11:35. giving me time to freshen up a little before announcing myself. Finally #8 shows and I board. I hand the driver my transfer and take a seat. I can relax for a few minutes before searching out my stop. I glance thru the schedules, because I'm still going to have to get myself home. Glancing at my watch, it's 11:25, should almost be there. I look out the window, and suddenly feel sick to my stomach. I am ready to just scream. Ya see bus 8 goes north and south. What I neglected to pay attention to, is that I needed to go south, and I was going north. It's now 11:30.
I pull the stop wire thingy, and begin to exit the bus. Checking my shedule, I see the next southbound bus is at 12:07. Seven minutes after my interview is to start. I walk to a small bar and find a payphone. Call my interviewer and explain what happened. She laughs. She laughed really loud. Then she rescheduled the interview for tomorrow.
So I catch the southbound bus back to downtown. Find the bus that brings me home. I make it home. A little wet and worn out. It was 1:30 when I got home. Over 3 hours for absolutely nothing. *Sigh*
And I get to do it all over again tomorrow. *Sigh*
Sorry...I needed to vent.
I manage to get to the bus stop w/out getting soaked. Catch the bus downtown, and prepare to make my transfer. I know I need bus #8. I called this morning and got directions. So I cross the street to the bus #8 stop. It's 10:45 and bus #8 comes at 11:08. Luckily there is a shelter to keep out of the rain. Leaving at 11:08 should get me to my interview by 11:35. giving me time to freshen up a little before announcing myself. Finally #8 shows and I board. I hand the driver my transfer and take a seat. I can relax for a few minutes before searching out my stop. I glance thru the schedules, because I'm still going to have to get myself home. Glancing at my watch, it's 11:25, should almost be there. I look out the window, and suddenly feel sick to my stomach. I am ready to just scream. Ya see bus 8 goes north and south. What I neglected to pay attention to, is that I needed to go south, and I was going north. It's now 11:30.
I pull the stop wire thingy, and begin to exit the bus. Checking my shedule, I see the next southbound bus is at 12:07. Seven minutes after my interview is to start. I walk to a small bar and find a payphone. Call my interviewer and explain what happened. She laughs. She laughed really loud. Then she rescheduled the interview for tomorrow.
So I catch the southbound bus back to downtown. Find the bus that brings me home. I make it home. A little wet and worn out. It was 1:30 when I got home. Over 3 hours for absolutely nothing. *Sigh*
And I get to do it all over again tomorrow. *Sigh*
Sorry...I needed to vent.
