When "dark Monday" is more than just theatre jargon.
Today so far...
Decided to give taking the bus a try because I'm all in a huff about the T's hike in parking fees.
Catch bus to Sullivan. Bus sits in traffic and arrived at the station 5 minutes later than scheduled.
On bus, get call from Theatre Manager. There's been an explosion downtown. No power in the area. I should still head in in the event that the power come back on quickly, and to place a sign on the door for inquiring customers. Make arrangements to be let in building.
Wait for T. And wait. And wait. Many cold, angry people on platform. Poor off duty T worker is just there to take the train, but is being harassed. Something about Wellington being out of service. Train to Forrest Hills passes through without taking customers and a man leans out from the platform to give it the finger. Genius.
Get update from revelry13. Explosion was a manhole fire. No one hurt, but 1,000+ customers are without electricity and it will most likely be several hours until power is restored.
Finally get to work and the theatre is cold dark and creepy. Hunt for flashlights. Flashlights which create shadows which make everything creepier.
More phone calls, more speculation, about to head out and spend the day with a friend when the kind NSTAR man tells us that we should be good to go in 45 minutes. I didn't think there would be any way we'd be out of this before 3pm. Prove me wrong, NSTAR, prove me wrong!
UPDATE: In the time it took me to go get a bagel and tea, we were up and running again. I eat my words, NSTAR.