*gosh*
Maybe it's because I took my bike to work again... dunno. The ride home is going to be a bitch.. oh well.
Hehehe...
I got another city bus story...
Anyway, I got my bike out to the bus stop, and the bus shows up late... I don't mind.. I have a 45 minute window between when the bus is supposed to drop me off and where I need to be at work.
So... the bus picks me up, but has a hard time getting off and running. Waits a few minutes and gets going.
Then at towne center it stalls.
(Hehehe, my stalling *car*ma.)
Apparantly the bus isn't getting enough pressure or something to get up and go. We wait about 20 minutes... I don't mind.. take a little nap.
Then... we head off... at this point all I care about is having the bus get me over the hump.
It does... then stalls again as it stops to pick someone up at studebaker and wardlow. The person it picks up is in a wheelchair. Poor things... after a few minutes, I ask the driver what time it is. She says it is 8:20... and that is way off schedule for her... she should bave been at atherton and bellflower by 8. So, I say my farewells and good luck to her.. as she prints up emergency transfers for the rest of the passengers...
The rest of the bike ride was nice. Very nice. Then as I am locking up my bike at work, the boss comes and congrats me on keeping up with the riding. It's cool.
So that's my story, and I'm sticking to it.
Hehehe...
I got another city bus story...
Anyway, I got my bike out to the bus stop, and the bus shows up late... I don't mind.. I have a 45 minute window between when the bus is supposed to drop me off and where I need to be at work.
So... the bus picks me up, but has a hard time getting off and running. Waits a few minutes and gets going.
Then at towne center it stalls.
(Hehehe, my stalling *car*ma.)
Apparantly the bus isn't getting enough pressure or something to get up and go. We wait about 20 minutes... I don't mind.. take a little nap.
Then... we head off... at this point all I care about is having the bus get me over the hump.
It does... then stalls again as it stops to pick someone up at studebaker and wardlow. The person it picks up is in a wheelchair. Poor things... after a few minutes, I ask the driver what time it is. She says it is 8:20... and that is way off schedule for her... she should bave been at atherton and bellflower by 8. So, I say my farewells and good luck to her.. as she prints up emergency transfers for the rest of the passengers...
The rest of the bike ride was nice. Very nice. Then as I am locking up my bike at work, the boss comes and congrats me on keeping up with the riding. It's cool.
So that's my story, and I'm sticking to it.