I get up this morning, get ready to go to work, and actually make it out the door by 7:27 a.m. This is a little early -- I generally catch the 7:33 bus, except when I'm running late.
At this point, it's worth mentioning that it's bloody cold out.
So I'm standing at the bus stop, and the 7:33 doesn't come.
Neither does the 7:46.
Now, at this point I should explain that there is, theoretically, another bus I can catch. Unfortunately, the stop for that bus is across the street and far enough away that if you can see the bus coming, you're not going to make it. And the way the buses are scheduled, by the time it's clear that my usual bus isn't going to come, the other bus is already approaching the stop. So I could have -- and probably should have, to be honest -- gone and caught the other bus, if I'd just given up sooner. But I'm stubborn. And I kept hoping that the bus was just running a little late (In my defense, the other half-dozen people waiting at the bus stop with me were clearly making the same calculation, and most of them decided to stay put, too).
The 7:55 bus finally does show up. It's a little late, but it arrives.
By this time I have been outside for 30 minutes in the very very very cold. I still have 45 minutes + travel to make it to work -- assuming my transfers line up, because I have to transfer twice to make it to work.
The first transfer, the one that's usually fast because it's at a major station, takes what seems like forever. Of course, by this point I was so cold and grumpy that it probably would have seemed like forever no matter what.
The second transfer was actually a pretty short wait. So I can't complain about that.
But, inevitably, I was late for work. It kind of makes getting up and out the door at a reasonable hour seem pointless.
Oh, and the buses might be going on strike this week. Yay. I don't know what I'm going to do if that happens -- it's way too cold to bike (I am tough, but not that tough). I'm going to have to see if there's any way I can get set up to telework. Sigh.
Days like this, the bus makes me want to buy a car.
(Which is frustrating all on its own -- I'm pro-public transit, I think fewer of us should drive, and we should be able to ride buses everywhere. This would be an easier view to maintain if the buses actually showed up according to their schedules.)
(Also, it is very hard to type with cold fingers. Need more tea.)