Do you ever look back on a day and think, if only I had made the other choice, my day would have been so much better?
This morning Em asked me if I wanted to stay in while she went to the doctor. I should have said “thanks” and crawled back into bed. Rather, I crawled OUT of bed, had a shower and a cup of tea, then dutifully followed Lou and Derek, who had also stayed the night, to South Yarra station. Cue a three hour trip home.
So… disruption on the train tracks… somewhere on the Frankston line. Fine, whatever- had to hop on a bus from Caufield- where all the signs clearly said : “buses stop all stations from Caulfield to Mordialloc”. So forgive me for assuming my bus was actually going to take me to Mordialloc. Apparently that bus only took passengers as far as Moorabin where we were supposed to wait for another bus. Again, fine: IF THEY ACTUALLY TOLD US THAT WAS WHAT WE WERE SUPPOSED TO DO. Instead I remained on the bus to find myself and several others bewilderingly staring at the street signs as we looped it back to Caulfield. Naturally we all hopped off at the next stop, to then watch three buses go by in the other direction. Which confuses me- if all the buses were looping at Moorabbin, then shouldn’t the three buses have come to us first??? Why did we have to wait so long?
Finally got back to Moorabbin, waiting for this other mystical bus to take us Mordialloc. THAT bus was packed. I don’t understand- if everyone was being dropped off at Moorabbin, then why was the bus that picked us up already full? How had everyone else manged to find themselves aboard the Mordialloc bus before Moorabbin? So confused. I still don’t understand what happened.
Honestly, the whole three hours it took me to get home, I was never once annoyed or angry. I’m still not even vaguely peeved… just bewildered. I kind of felt half baked the entire time. Feel like my lack of emotion is somehow evidence of the increasing lack of any brain activity on my part. My brain feels so dull… and blunt right now. God, I’m going back to bed.
I wish good transport on you all! Enjoy what’s left of the weekend people. That is all.
4 responses so far ↓
Emilie // July 30, 2007 at 12:05 pm |
Oh Jen
I’m sad you didn’t stay
I feel the same tho
If I’d rung the doctor before I left the house I would have found out that she was running over an hour late and I could have cooked you all breakie
I want to make you my famous breakfast stacks
I ended up making the brownie mixture for Derek’s birthday present and freezing it to bake tonight to give him tomorrow
I then crashed for an hour before Ian McKellan
I’m sorry your buses were completely lame
Write them a letter
You might get free public transport for a month
You’d be surprised at the power of hand written conventional mail
It got me 2 free hoyts passes after they fucked up the Pirates marathon
See you tonight chicka
jen // July 30, 2007 at 4:26 pm |
my god, you really have covered all the bases- I don’t even know where I should reply…
Brownies: you do realise I’ve never tried these infamous brownies????? (perhpas say, in December this will be rectified?? nudge nudge)
Sadly, the transport incident is one of many. I’m used to it sort of- except that they change the process every time. Once I had to wait over an hour for even a replacement bus to arrive. Public transport absolutely shits me to tears right now… however if I weren’t transporting I’d be getting road rage and paying exorbitant parking fees so… ? Anyhoo was not a big deal really- I felt so stoned (it was prob. accumlated lack of sleep than anything else though) throughout the whole thing, I was largely unfazed.
Sorry I couldn’t understand anything you were saying yesterday when you called- I was in bit of a noisy place so I only caught every third word or so.
xo
Emilie // July 31, 2007 at 3:35 pm |
sigh
wish we could move out now
thanks for dinner last night
it was thai-riffic
aha ha haha – parent joke
see you when i get back
we shall book ablas
jen // July 31, 2007 at 6:28 pm |
you tard, I’m going to see you on Friday