I am tired of going to work.
This morning I was so frustrated I considered calling in sick to work. Because I missed two buses. I was one minute late for the first bus and so I waited outside without a hat for the 12 minutes until the second bus came. Instead of stopping, he just drove by. I was standing two feet from the curb, next to the pole, and he didn't even slow down enough at the stop sign for me to catch his attention.
So, I drove to work. At OHSU. The medical goliath on the top of a hill where parking is like a quarter every fifteen minutes. So, I looked for street parking farther up the hill. There is only 2 hour parking--even at the ten minutes away, in the middle of nowhere, past blind curves, locations.
I decided to park closer to work, on the street, in the two hour parking and I considered coming back every two hours to move my car. But I didn't. I didn't even get a ticket. And my midget coworker didn't make any jokes today.
It's like magic sometimes.
So, I drove to work. At OHSU. The medical goliath on the top of a hill where parking is like a quarter every fifteen minutes. So, I looked for street parking farther up the hill. There is only 2 hour parking--even at the ten minutes away, in the middle of nowhere, past blind curves, locations.
I decided to park closer to work, on the street, in the two hour parking and I considered coming back every two hours to move my car. But I didn't. I didn't even get a ticket. And my midget coworker didn't make any jokes today.
It's like magic sometimes.