A Tale of Great Woe
I just got out of my economics exam a little while ago. I can't believe the afternoon I've had. I left my house early so that in case anything messed up, I'd still get to my exam on time. My bus was quite late, but that was okay because I had the time, and I congratulated myself on my cleverness. I got to the place where I transfer, realized with annoyance that I'd missed my bus by three minutes and prepared to wait for the next one. I spent some time staring outside, explaining to the Mormon missionaries from Wyoming and California that I already knew my purpose in life, thank you, and didn't need a new prophet or a new Bible and then read for awhile. No bus came, and no bus came, and finally the kid who was also waiting asked a bus driver, who said the next one came at 2:08. It was then 1:45, and my exam was at 2, and it took me a full three minutes to realize that just because this is a normal, regular day for me doesn't mean it is for everyone else. It's Saturday. That means a totally different bus schedule. I could have howled. So I ran to MacDonald's to call a cab. Only, I didn't even have a quarter. So I ran to the two near-by churches to see if I could use their phones. Along the way I stopped at a bank machine. The churches were locked, so I froze with indecision and ran back to MacDonald's to buy something and use the change to call a cab. The lines were huge, and then I discovered that there was no phonebook (thankfully before I had to wait in line for forever). I started to worry and pray even more than I already had been, because by then it was 1:55. I just didn't know what to do! I decided to get quarters anyways, and maybe the operator would tell me the cab company's number. I was waiting and fidgeting when I recognized the lady a few people up. It was Mary! From my study group! She's a mature student from my IR class, and she and Jeremiah and another mature student and I studied together yesterday. I called her name and quickly explained what was happening. I didn't even get the chance to ask for a quarter before she hauled over the man next to her and said, "Brad, Joanna has an exam at the university at 2. Joanna, this is my husband Brad. Now go!" So I got in a car with a man I'd just met and whose name I'd already forgotten and made it to the university only ten minutes late because of their kindness. Honestly, people like that deserve a medal. No, something more fun and practical. Maybe a cake? Anyways, they deserve something, and the world would be in a whole lot better shape if it were populated with people like them! They saved my life. At at least my economics mark. The exam itself only took me an hour and ten minutes, thankfully, and now I'm going home to study for my next one.
I asked for quarters and God sent a car and a driver. Go figure.
I asked for quarters and God sent a car and a driver. Go figure.