So, I guess my car was stolen. I mean, I drove it to work the other day and then when I got out of work at 11pm, I kept walking up and down the street thinking I had just overlooked it. I am still sort of hoping that maybe it was just towed, but I've called the impound lot several times and I am inclined to believe that they really do not have it (a note: the people at the impound lot are always alarmingly friendly, unlike the policeman who made me cry because I didn't know my license plate number.).
Anyway. Yesterday was my first day going to work without my car, and although I hardly ever drove to work when I had a car, it still seemed like a giant hardship to ride the bus. The bus flew past the stop right before I got there, then I waited for a long time, long enough that I started to worry I was going to be late, and I probably would've been except that the driver of the bus that finally showed up appeared to be kind of a maniac, and kept swerving around cars and running red lights. I think that the worst case scenario of my life is that I get killed on public transportation while going to my retail job. Or, it possibly could be the best case scenario. I need to give it a little more thought.