One of these days I'll get the whole "normal day" thing down
Okay, so my morning was unplanned, but not surprising to me. Except for the part where I was granted two hours on the computer if I spent an hour outside with the dog; I only had two hours when I learned this before i had to go somewhere.
"Somewhere" meant catching the 24 bus so that I could reach the 23 bus and walk the rest of the way to school for a Sterering Committee meeting...
About that...So, I'm waiting at the bus stop for the 24 (across the street from my house, and I don't mean fguritively. I mean, walk out my drive way, across the street and like twenty or or thirty paces to your left "Oh, I'm at the bus stop.") when this guy who I had ealrier in the summer had to remind that I am a minor (read, "Stop hitting on me and let me read my damned book freako." Something I'd never actually say, just imply) tells me that the bus broke down.
I just realized how long and broken the previous sentence was, so here it is without the breaks :
About that...So, I'm waiting at the bus stop for the 24 when this guy who I had ealrier in the summer had to remind that I am a minor tells me that the bus broke down.
(moving forward) He also tells me that the next one comes in an hour. It was almost one o'clock, the meeting was at 1.30 ....an hour wasn't going to cut it. I swear to you this was my EXACT question, "Where is the nearest tewnty three?"
"RIght up the street."
"Are you kidding me?! I've been wasting my money!"
"Yeah, it's right up the street."
Now, I don't know what "right up the street" means to you, but I do not read that phrase to mean "Walk twenty minutes to Baltimore county from Middle River!"
"Up the street," PAH and BAH Blarg a farg, if I hadn't improved my asthma I would be haunting that mofo right now!
Anyway, I digress... SO, I pass FIVE 24 bus stops and decide that I don't give a damn because I just realized that the nearest 23 is another twentyfive minute's walk from the 24 bus stop that I plopped myself on the curb at. And, to be honest, if I walked THERE, I might as well as kept going to my damned school!
Okay, so, ten minutes after I sit down, up comes the bus. But, I was looking at my shoe.
Want to know why?I rushed out of the house trying to catch the bus that later broke down. I didn't have on socks, and my sneakers weren't tied. I literally waked off a piece of my shoelace from the friction of how I walk
So, on the bus I get. Blah-blah, ten minute ride blah-blah. As I'm getting ready to get off the bus, this woman looks up and says, "Where's your sons?"
"He's my brother." SHe should know this, we've had the damn discussion the four previous times we've seen each other. Every freaking time she tries to congradulate me for being able to go to school, hold down a job and take care of two sons by myself. I'm a freaking high schooler whose never even done what needs to be done to have a son DAMMIT! Stop trying to call me a mother! I barely remember that I'm a high school senior for crying out loud.
(This is long, very long. I'm not even half way done... Part two comes tomorrow, my "internet time" is over for tonight Something else I want to talk about BTW)
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