Crosspost - Rollercoaster
Yesterday, while cleaning the shop for close, I had a random construction worker - one who had been working on the road outside the door - ask me for a photo in front of the store because it was his first time in San Francisco.
Earlier in the day I was almost late for work. First because the site that tells me when the bus is coming was trolling me, telling me it’d come in eleven minutes, then telling me it’d arrive in two. (I need about five minutes to get to the stop) I finally caught the train by sprinting for a block and catching the last door. Then I was almost made late by a very high fellow that held up the train when he refused to get off for not having paid. Dude, I don’t care if the fare inspectors are real cops or not, you’re making me late for work, so stop philosophizing and get off the damn train.
Emotional ups and downs by the pound! This is clearly not a city if you have issues with mood swings.
Earlier in the day I was almost late for work. First because the site that tells me when the bus is coming was trolling me, telling me it’d come in eleven minutes, then telling me it’d arrive in two. (I need about five minutes to get to the stop) I finally caught the train by sprinting for a block and catching the last door. Then I was almost made late by a very high fellow that held up the train when he refused to get off for not having paid. Dude, I don’t care if the fare inspectors are real cops or not, you’re making me late for work, so stop philosophizing and get off the damn train.
Emotional ups and downs by the pound! This is clearly not a city if you have issues with mood swings.