stuck in seattle...
so I can't make it back to Vancouver tonight. Sucks that I was supposed to work Monday morning and Greyhound told me on Thurs to be at the bus station at least 1 hour prior to departure on my return ticket. i get to the bus station at 5:30 and both the 6:25 AND the last 10:20pm bus are already sold out. I would have to be on the bus at 7:45am tomorrow morning if I were to get back home. I told the ticket agent that this was not acceptable as I had to be at work for 8am 200 miles away. i knew i could arrange a way to not have to open at work so if I could switch with someone to close instead coming back first thing in the morning would work well if I could guarantee my seat on that very first bus out. I was informed that seating was first-come first-serve, even after asking if I could pay an additional fee to guarantee a seat. she said there was no how no way since it was a black out period due to the thanksgiving weekend (dammit I'm Canadian I didn't take into consideration it was thanksgiving!) I asked if she was joking and the chick was super stressed from the huge line of people and asked "do i look like i'm kidding?" touche.
after stepping back from the situation, John and I figured that my options were to either:
a) wait around the sketchy Seattle bus station till 10:20pm to see if I could get on standby and even worse having to possibly sleep at the bus station till the morning in hopes of getting on the 7:45am bus (which was NOT a viable option for me)
b) fly home (which I could not afford and who's to say the airports weren't just as much of a clusterfuck)
c) have John beg Trish to take the Prius back up to Canada if I paid for the gas (which I was not comfortable with at all since today also happened to coincide with heavy snowfall in Seattle coupled with the fact that I would feel so bad for even considering asking Trish for her car to be an option)
We decided that going home was the best option at the time and I could clear my head and address the situation when we were back home and warm. I managed to call work and get everything covered so that i dont have to come in at all (so I can make it back on any Greyhound tomorrow, especially if I go early - I'd much rather wait around a sketchy bus station during the day than at night)
John starts his new job tomorrow morning too so really I had no other choice but go home tomorrow morning. I just really wanted to be back tonight and see my cat and stuff, I'm sure she misses me something fierce by this point. But no sense worrying about the stuff thats beyond my control when I've already dealt with the stuff that IS within my control.
In better new, my weekend in Seatown was nothing short of spectacular, with the 100% chance of awesome that John predicted being absolutely fulfilled. I not only got to hang around a city i grow to love more each time, but the weather up until today was beautiful, I got to ride on the Ducati and see a totally sweet movie at a totally sweet theatre, I got to hang with Trish and enjoy some fun girly time, I smiled a bunch which I haven't done much of this last little while, and I even got to lay down a hook for John's album. much fun was had and once again I appreciate everyone's hospitality and stuff. I am so happy that I had the chance to make everyone a fantastically tasty dinner last night to show my gratification.
perhaps next time I come down i might even talk a little more with a friend I miss a lot...
"see ya in another life brutha..." (*take a drink*)
after stepping back from the situation, John and I figured that my options were to either:
a) wait around the sketchy Seattle bus station till 10:20pm to see if I could get on standby and even worse having to possibly sleep at the bus station till the morning in hopes of getting on the 7:45am bus (which was NOT a viable option for me)
b) fly home (which I could not afford and who's to say the airports weren't just as much of a clusterfuck)
c) have John beg Trish to take the Prius back up to Canada if I paid for the gas (which I was not comfortable with at all since today also happened to coincide with heavy snowfall in Seattle coupled with the fact that I would feel so bad for even considering asking Trish for her car to be an option)
We decided that going home was the best option at the time and I could clear my head and address the situation when we were back home and warm. I managed to call work and get everything covered so that i dont have to come in at all (so I can make it back on any Greyhound tomorrow, especially if I go early - I'd much rather wait around a sketchy bus station during the day than at night)
John starts his new job tomorrow morning too so really I had no other choice but go home tomorrow morning. I just really wanted to be back tonight and see my cat and stuff, I'm sure she misses me something fierce by this point. But no sense worrying about the stuff thats beyond my control when I've already dealt with the stuff that IS within my control.
In better new, my weekend in Seatown was nothing short of spectacular, with the 100% chance of awesome that John predicted being absolutely fulfilled. I not only got to hang around a city i grow to love more each time, but the weather up until today was beautiful, I got to ride on the Ducati and see a totally sweet movie at a totally sweet theatre, I got to hang with Trish and enjoy some fun girly time, I smiled a bunch which I haven't done much of this last little while, and I even got to lay down a hook for John's album. much fun was had and once again I appreciate everyone's hospitality and stuff. I am so happy that I had the chance to make everyone a fantastically tasty dinner last night to show my gratification.
perhaps next time I come down i might even talk a little more with a friend I miss a lot...
"see ya in another life brutha..." (*take a drink*)