Feeling a little sorry for myself just at the moment. 😉 At least it looks like I may not be stuck for much longer.
Work wasn’t too bad today, was just kinduv watching the clock until a little after four thirty, a bunch of new little requests for one of our customer got sent out. (And yes, that could have been worse. I could have been the one stuck in a conference call all afternoon listening to the customer complain and trying to figure out what they wanted, but anyway…)
So, it was ten after five by the time I could finally get out of the office – not too bad, all things considered. I took public transit in today, so I walked down to the bus station near Lakeshore drive, and that was pleasant enough. Hung around listening to ‘Dogs and Goddesses’ on my Audible Otis player until the bus driver showed up to let us on, and at the stroke of six o clock, we were back on the move.
The next hint of trouble was at the Canada Center for Inland Waters stop, just before the bridge. Bus driver hung around for a few minutes there, and I wasn’t really sure why, until she drove out and onto the bridge road. The lift bridge was going up.
We’re on the other side now as I’m typing this – after waiting nearly three quarters of an hour for one sailboat and two cargo carriers, as far as I can tell. Guess when I get home, I’ll be wanting something quick and comforting to eat, watch a bit of television, and maybe I can get to bed reasonably early and get an early start on my weekend tomorrow morning.
And on the plus side, I managed to get more done than if I’d been stuck in traffic driving Ghost:
- Nearly finished lesson 16 of ‘How to Revise your Novel.’
- Finished a first read-through of all my critters.org stories for this week.
- Watched half an episode of ‘One Tree Hill’ 🙂
- And I’m posting this blog entry thanks to my iPhone personal hotspot!
What’s your worst memory of being stuck or delayed in transit?