... to go with all my whining.
Yesterday was awful.
My first bus never showed up. At all. Like the route had suddenly shifted back to 30 minutes, and no one remembered to tell me. So the next one doesn't show until I had been at the stop for 25 minutes, which is really annoying.
I had to go to Wal-Mart. Pick up a few things for around the house, and some food stuffs. No big deal, except that I ALWAYS miss the bus coming out of Wal-Mart. No matter what. If I'm late, the bus is late, so it drives by as I go out. If I'm early, the bus is early, so it drives by as I go out. If I'm right on time, the bus is right on time, so... yeah. You get the point.
So I miss the bus coming out of Wal-mart. And the next bus doesn't come for...
half an hour.
So I left work at 4:40, and didn't get home until 6:50. Subtract an hour for bus waiting time, and I could have been home as early as 5:50 or 6, which isn't really that late. Instead, my whole evening was lost.
Tuesday, May 12
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I had to chuckle...we think we won't do/say the same things as our parents! What kind of cheese would you like with that whine? Perhaps Muenster!
ReplyDeleteI used to think that I'd be a lot different than Dad... but the more I compare to the way he was (rather than the way he is), the more I see distinct similarities...
ReplyDeleteAs for the cheese... maybe some nice Smoked Gouda...
Yummy.
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