May 13, 2008 16:15
This morning I stopped at Porto's to buy three dozen papas rellenas for my students. It's a ritual of mine: during the administration of the CST's I give my kids bagels or pasteles in order to sustain them through 2 hours of (almost) daily testing. Since the papas are too heavy and the boxes are bulky, I drove my car to pick up the goodies. I'll ride tomorrow.
This afternoon I had to stop at Whole Foods to buy a few groceries for tonight's dinner. Rather than hop on the 134, I drove up Wilson Ave. Guess who was on the road? Evil Bus Driver. I recognized him and his evil bus: The Glendale Beeline B64. I wrote down his plate and bus numbers, noted the time, and checked his route number from the side of the bus. After that, I shopped at Whole Foods and dropped a lot of money for a few yummy items.
Now I'm at home and I've done a little research to confirm the info that I wrote down about the bus. There is indeed a bus numbered B64 on route 11 and it runs regularly on Wilson between 3:00 and 3:15 every afternoon, M-F. With my handy info, I called the city of Glendale and filed a complaint against the bus driver. They took my name and several phone numbers. I gave them my school's phone number as well as my cell number. When the rep realized that I was a GUSD teacher, she became angry for me and assured me that my complaint would be submitted to the appropriate parties.
I'm glad I was able to do this today. The afternoon that it all happened (May 2) I was too upset and angry. Any call of mine would have been tinged with emotion. Today's phone call was calm and very matter-of-fact. There's a lesson in here for me.
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