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Commute from hell - The Phantom Librarian
Spewing out too many words since November 2003
Commute from hell
Okay, so first, the bus is almost ten minutes late. Then, it picks up an entire high school's worth of students, which meant it was packed, which meant more drop-off stops. This is bad enough, but expected when I leave late. (Though why a HS is getting out at 12:30 is a mystery to me.)

Then an elderly lady and her husband got on.

The bus is packed with perfectly healthy teenagers, about eight of them sitting in the seats marked explicitly "Please give this seat up to elderly and handicapped persons." So here's me, twice their age and not in such a seat, and guess who starts paying off her seat-giving-up karmic debt from this summer?

Which would be fine--annoying, but after spending the summer on crutches and having a lot of people giving up their seats for me, I owe it in a karmic sense if not the technical manners sense--but the lady gave the seat to her husband and neither of them said thank you. And the kids, who were in the triple threat position of being younger, having gotten on after me, and being in the elderly seat, said nothing whatsoever and seemed to take it as a matter of course. Is no one teaching manners?

So I go the rest of the way hanging by my poor short arms while a trio of elderly folks speaking Russian ignored me on one side and an entire school full of teens speaking teen ignored me on the other side, and my ankle was saying, "Aw, come on! I was just getting the hang of this everyday standing around business and now I'm being tossed around by the world's swerviest bus driver?" So of course, it was stiff and my leg hurt, and when I got to the top of the stairs after getting off the subway (I got a seat on the train, and a charming elderly gentleman sat by me and rolled his eyes about the bus), I tripped over the top step and went sprawling on the bricks, and ripped up my stockings and my leg, which is now singing grand opera.

(I know, poor me, let's have a self-pity party.)

Please tell me the day will get better.

I feel a bit...: bitchy bitchy

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wm_law2003 From: wm_law2003 Date: March 2nd, 2005 06:43 pm (UTC) (Link)
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: March 2nd, 2005 07:07 pm (UTC) (Link)
Oo, yummy. And I can stop at the B-R right on my commute. :)
volandum From: volandum Date: March 2nd, 2005 06:47 pm (UTC) (Link)

It shall.

That is your will, I hope?
mafdet From: mafdet Date: March 2nd, 2005 07:01 pm (UTC) (Link)
I'm sending Remus Lupin with some chocolates and he'll kiss it and make it all better. :)
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: March 2nd, 2005 07:03 pm (UTC) (Link)
Oh, yummy. :)

The chocolates sound good, too.
fionaphoenix From: fionaphoenix Date: March 2nd, 2005 07:04 pm (UTC) (Link)

Please tell me the day will get better.

Doesn't sound like it could get much worse...

I shall bring non-alcoholic champagne to the pity-party. It will be served by standing-up teenagers with manners.
volandum From: volandum Date: March 2nd, 2005 07:05 pm (UTC) (Link)
I'll be one of them.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: March 2nd, 2005 07:07 pm (UTC) (Link)
Well, I'm surrounded by nice, polite teenagers now, so that's a good start. I'm glad this is the crew I'm used to.
volandum From: volandum Date: March 2nd, 2005 07:10 pm (UTC) (Link)
One of these days, I intend to visit you. In all probability, I will ask for a book and proceed to spend the day reading it.
chocolatepot From: chocolatepot Date: March 3rd, 2005 01:53 am (UTC) (Link)
I'll be another server!
mincot From: mincot Date: March 2nd, 2005 07:21 pm (UTC) (Link)
*sends Poppy's Pepper-Up Potion and lots of soothing e-chocolate*
From: magnolia_mama Date: March 2nd, 2005 07:26 pm (UTC) (Link)
neither of them said thank you

It never fails to irk me when older adults (in my case, that would be anyone over 35) complain about how young people today have no manners. Many of them don't, but discourtesy spans all generations.

Sorry you're having such a crappy day. Let's hope the ride home is less eventful. *Hugs*

author_by_night From: author_by_night Date: March 2nd, 2005 08:21 pm (UTC) (Link)
I agree. I heard of a historian who said that the day Kennedy was shot, all she could think of was how she wished her soccer tournament hadn't been canceled, or something like that.

And in fairness, it's possible the teens didn't realize. I know I've had days where I'll be in my own world, and then I'll get home and realize "wait a second, did I shut the door right in someone's face while it was pouring outside?" Granted, the fact that there were a group of them, and that you make it seem as if they could've clearly seen the woman, it probably was more rudeness than anything - but you never know.
lilac_bearry From: lilac_bearry Date: March 2nd, 2005 08:31 pm (UTC) (Link)
How rude! Those kids need lessons in civility! And the old people need lessons in graciousness!

You poor thing! I hope you didn't re injure yourself.
h311ybean From: h311ybean Date: March 2nd, 2005 11:55 pm (UTC) (Link)
Those kids need lessons in civility! And the old people need lessons in graciousness!
I most strongly and vociferously agree! *trots out battle-axe nun icon to show further disapproval of these errant parties' behavior* Hmpf!

Seriously, Fern, I'm sorry you had to go through that. *sends virtual triple-chocolate doom cake for the pity party*
erised1810 From: erised1810 Date: March 2nd, 2005 09:12 pm (UTC) (Link)
yeah .an enormosu self-pitty party. al lof us who feel down in the dumbs come togethr and whine. whooo!!! {hugs}
'and this wentwrong .adn that went wrong .adn i'm tired and sick of it all.
marycontraria From: marycontraria Date: March 2nd, 2005 09:13 pm (UTC) (Link)
Sounds wretched. I think it probably has to get better after that... I'll keep my fingers crossed for you. :)
dudley_doright From: dudley_doright Date: March 2nd, 2005 09:38 pm (UTC) (Link)
Gah, feel better!
sophonax From: sophonax Date: March 2nd, 2005 10:07 pm (UTC) (Link)
If I were Reading Dictator of the World, everyone would be required to submit proof that they'd read the collected works of Judith Martin by the age of fifteen. I'm sorry you had to deal with rude people. Speaking teen, no less. (It really is a nigh-well unintelligible dialect to me...) Hope your ankle feels better.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: March 2nd, 2005 10:23 pm (UTC) (Link)
I have a reasonably good comprehension of the dialect, though I couldn't speak it if my life depended on it.
gryfny From: gryfny Date: March 3rd, 2005 06:54 am (UTC) (Link)
They really need to learn manners.

pity party
(We'll let you have one even though you closed down somebody elses.) :P
Just kidding.
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