Sigh. Guessed That One Wrong
So, snowpocalypse. I foolishly did not send work home last night, so I am in the office today. I'm in the office an hour later than usual, but I'm here.
See, I listened to Radio One this morning, and Metro Morning informed me that visibility was poor and traffic slow, if sparse (they didn't use the word "sparse," of course), but that there were no delays on the subway.
"Aha!" I thought, "I shall take the subway, this morning, rather than sitting on a bus for an hour and a half while the driver navigates through this rather poor visibility. That will get me to work faster!"
My plan went well. I walked to Chester station, got on the subway westbound to Bloor, changed at Bloor.
The train stopped in the tunnel between Bloor and Summerhill. Five minutes later, it proceeded.
It waited at Eglinton station, with the doors open, for five minutes.
It stopped in the tunnel between Eglinton and Lawrence.
It waited at Lawrence with the doors open for 20 minutes.
Then the announcer announced that there was a fire (!) in the tunnel southbound between Wellesley and Bloor.
Five minutes and three rows of knitting later, the announcer announced that there was a delay due to a fire in the southbound and northbound tunnels between Wellesley and Bloor.
Five minutes after that, the doors closed. A few minutes after that, the train lumbered forward.
And stopped in the tunnel. Signal problems.
Ten minutes.
Then we proceeded on to York Mills, and Sheppard, and I got off the Yonge line and caught the Sheppard train to Don Mills, where I caught the bus over the highway and walked the rest of the way to work.
Shoulda taken the bus.
See, I listened to Radio One this morning, and Metro Morning informed me that visibility was poor and traffic slow, if sparse (they didn't use the word "sparse," of course), but that there were no delays on the subway.
"Aha!" I thought, "I shall take the subway, this morning, rather than sitting on a bus for an hour and a half while the driver navigates through this rather poor visibility. That will get me to work faster!"
My plan went well. I walked to Chester station, got on the subway westbound to Bloor, changed at Bloor.
The train stopped in the tunnel between Bloor and Summerhill. Five minutes later, it proceeded.
It waited at Eglinton station, with the doors open, for five minutes.
It stopped in the tunnel between Eglinton and Lawrence.
It waited at Lawrence with the doors open for 20 minutes.
Then the announcer announced that there was a fire (!) in the tunnel southbound between Wellesley and Bloor.
Five minutes and three rows of knitting later, the announcer announced that there was a delay due to a fire in the southbound and northbound tunnels between Wellesley and Bloor.
Five minutes after that, the doors closed. A few minutes after that, the train lumbered forward.
And stopped in the tunnel. Signal problems.
Ten minutes.
Then we proceeded on to York Mills, and Sheppard, and I got off the Yonge line and caught the Sheppard train to Don Mills, where I caught the bus over the highway and walked the rest of the way to work.
Shoulda taken the bus.