The Greatest Day in the World
Jan. 31st, 2001 04:44 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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Today, I decided to take the bus to and from work. It could have been the worst day, but I believe it is my best day.
It all started when $3 decided to make a big deal of my drawer. Oh, he could not wait for 5 minutes while I got my drawer out of the system. He had to be first. Therefore, I missed the 7:55 bus.
Then, I walked all the way to the Echelon Mall (1 mile away) in the pouring rain. I was tired, cold, and miserable. Then I took the 8:55, and then I realized that the bus rode by on the street that I worked on. I took a nap on the bus, and the bus driver woke me up when I got to Camden. There, this old Alteimer's biddy (5 beers short of a 6 pack) gets on the bus and tries to show ID to the bus driver. Well, she was holding it 3 feet away from an old bus driver. I tried to pull it closer to the blind driver, but the woman was frantic. "Git yo' hands off ma bus payass, you's as whate as a snoball!" OKAY!
Then, I waited in Camden for about forever (1 hour 15), and the bus ran late, and I had a couple of backward people I had to stand next to. There was Pepe and Paco, and they were talking to some Mexican guy who just got out of prison. There was some old guy with three teeth who could not stop howling into the wind. This guy was trying to sell everything from Bus Passes to Colored Contacts. And there was this lady who works in the Glassboro laundrymat; a little too religious for me, but otherwise a nice lady. Then, I had to take the 412 bus home to Glassboro (There is only one bus to Clayton). While I was on the ride, I found out that the 408 had a flat tire. At the end of the day, I had to walk from the center of Glassboro to Rustis Village. It was a total of a 4 mile walk, and believe me when I say I am out of shape.
So, therefore, I had every right to be grumpy. But I decided not to be grumpy. I saw this as an opportunity to show myself that I can muster enough strenth to live through any situation. And I sat there and was happy passing all those little town emblems.
You know what that walk taught me? Well, first of all, commuters tend not to carry pocketbooks, and they wear sneakers. Second, I saw a child go home...to the college Inn Motel. I realize that in order to complain, you must first be self-centered. Everyone has problems. They don't need to hear about yours.
Most importantly, It showed me that I can go home and finish off my goals. Well, I am tired as shit, so I better go run or something. I have to ask Jose about what to do during these burning boring times. Til next time....
Today, I decided to take the bus to and from work. It could have been the worst day, but I believe it is my best day.
It all started when $3 decided to make a big deal of my drawer. Oh, he could not wait for 5 minutes while I got my drawer out of the system. He had to be first. Therefore, I missed the 7:55 bus.
Then, I walked all the way to the Echelon Mall (1 mile away) in the pouring rain. I was tired, cold, and miserable. Then I took the 8:55, and then I realized that the bus rode by on the street that I worked on. I took a nap on the bus, and the bus driver woke me up when I got to Camden. There, this old Alteimer's biddy (5 beers short of a 6 pack) gets on the bus and tries to show ID to the bus driver. Well, she was holding it 3 feet away from an old bus driver. I tried to pull it closer to the blind driver, but the woman was frantic. "Git yo' hands off ma bus payass, you's as whate as a snoball!" OKAY!
Then, I waited in Camden for about forever (1 hour 15), and the bus ran late, and I had a couple of backward people I had to stand next to. There was Pepe and Paco, and they were talking to some Mexican guy who just got out of prison. There was some old guy with three teeth who could not stop howling into the wind. This guy was trying to sell everything from Bus Passes to Colored Contacts. And there was this lady who works in the Glassboro laundrymat; a little too religious for me, but otherwise a nice lady. Then, I had to take the 412 bus home to Glassboro (There is only one bus to Clayton). While I was on the ride, I found out that the 408 had a flat tire. At the end of the day, I had to walk from the center of Glassboro to Rustis Village. It was a total of a 4 mile walk, and believe me when I say I am out of shape.
So, therefore, I had every right to be grumpy. But I decided not to be grumpy. I saw this as an opportunity to show myself that I can muster enough strenth to live through any situation. And I sat there and was happy passing all those little town emblems.
You know what that walk taught me? Well, first of all, commuters tend not to carry pocketbooks, and they wear sneakers. Second, I saw a child go home...to the college Inn Motel. I realize that in order to complain, you must first be self-centered. Everyone has problems. They don't need to hear about yours.
Most importantly, It showed me that I can go home and finish off my goals. Well, I am tired as shit, so I better go run or something. I have to ask Jose about what to do during these burning boring times. Til next time....
