You Know What? Case Of The Mondays Would Be A Good Title For This Post, But I’ve Already Used That
Posted By Kristabella on November 17, 2008
Clearly I’ve gone from having semi-relative and sometimes creative titles to just writing Twitter-like updates in my blog post title box.
But really, I think we all can agree that today was that kind of day. I am clearly not alone, as I saw a lot of the same “TODAY REALLY BLOWS” and “FUCK YOU MONDAY!” sentiments on Twitter today and all around the interwebs.
For me, it all started a little after midnight, right when it officially became Monday, when I couldn’t fall asleep. Not really all that surprising since at that point I had been up for less than 12 hours. But I did plan ahead and took a Benadryl around 9 PM. Those things always knock me out and give me heavy eyelids, so I hoped I would be OK.
I wasn’t. I tossed and turned until after 2 AM. When my alarm went off, it felt like I had just finally fallen asleep. Thankfully my new job has some flexible hours. I can basically come in at 8 or 8:30 (or so is my understanding) as long as I put in my eight hours. So today, as my alarm went off after what seemed like 17 minutes of sleep, I reset it for 30 minutes later. I think it helped. That and the large latte.
The morning didn’t get much better as soon as I walked outside to catch the bus. One, it was freezing. Two, the bus took forever to come, even though CTA’s Bustracker kept saying it was only six minutes away for about 10 minutes, and three, I forgot my hat. It was 30 degrees out and was supposed to snow, and I forgot my damn hat. FAIL WHALE!
Once the bus finally came, it was PACKED. I overheard that the bus ahead of this one had broken down. Which would explain why it was perpetually six minutes away. And while irritating as it is to have to wait out in the cold and then be packed into a bus like sardines, there isn’t much you can do about it. You are a slave to their timetable. Unless you want to walk and/or drive. But clearly the old lady who got on the bus didn’t subscribe to this same philosophy. Which was evident by her incessant loud, audible sighing. To which the bus driver then yelled at her for.
Now I get it. I was irritated too. But if you think that public transportation in Chicago is always running in a timely fashion, you clearly don’t take public transportation a lot and/or don’t live here. What good is sighing going to do? What good is yelling at the bus driver? The bus driver that is carting your ass around, I might add. I wanted to yell GET OVER IT YOU OLD HAG! But it was so packed in there that my face was pressed into some guy’s ass so it would have just been a muffled cry. Like the teacher on Charlie Brown.
Of course my transit woes didn’t end there. Once I got to the Blue Line stop, I got on a train that only went one stop and then we all had to get off. So I had to stand out in the cold some more, without a hat (did I mention this?), and contemplate why I decided today wouldn’t be a good day to drive. But at least I didn’t SIGH. And neither did that lady. Because I pushed her onto the tracks. Nothing like a little electrocution to shut your sigh-hole, grandma.
The CTA Gods made it up to me on my way home, having the bus there as soon as I got off the train so I was home in no time flat.
I’m hoping Tuesday morning will go better. And at least I’ll remember my hat.
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Kathys last blog post..Slight update.
Yeah, now dont you look back to being unemployed, laying in bed, thinking what a bitch it would be to get up, get washed, dressed, fight the crowds, ride the bus/train, feel the stinging cold….. HAVE to work?
Like you do need to work.
Right?
I thought so.
Have a great Tuesday!
Hey,
LarryLillys last blog post..Great, now I am being told I am a woman
Yesterday did suck balls. What was up with that? It was like nationwide shit day.
Ravens last blog post..i couldn’t make this shit up if I tried
Yep, yesterday was bad even as Mondays go. No comment on the CTA….because I could go on and on and….
It’s even colder out there today so I hope you remembered your hat!
Hold up, the bus driver yelled at the sigher? That is freaking awesome.
Dutchess of Kickballs last blog post..Lessons Learned
I’m still working at home in my jammies, but now I’ve applied for a second at home job.
witchypoos last blog post..Skinny Bitch Gets Dumped
Oooooh, I remember standing there waiting for the 125 to take us to dinner because my boss was too cheap to spring for a cab – even tho it was all expens-able –
In the freezing rain.
Yucky.
Rees last blog post..Title? Who needs a flippin’ title?
I like it when the bus is late, and the driver feels the need to explain to the people that get on that it’s NOT his fault. It’s all the other drivers faults.
I DO NOT CARE, TAKE ME TO MY DESTINATION!
Rhis last blog post..The reason why you don’t want me sitting next to your kid on a plane. Or, ever, for that matter.
Here in Vancouver, we get all sorts of non-Vancouverites going, “Oh, your transit system is made of gold and it’s like riding on the Queen’s back and it’s so much better than ours.” Really, it sucks. I’ve taken the bus for the last 15 years, and I’m always talking into some guy’s ass. I love it when bus drivers get rough.
Amanda Nicoles last blog post..puppy coma
haha. like the teacher on charlie brown. WAH WAAAH WAH WAH WAAAAH WAAAH.
i love that the bus driver yelled at her! and then that you electrocuted her, natch.
Alices last blog post..match.com update #1: FAIL
my only really big problem with yesterday was that a doctor stuck a spoon in my (fake) child’s ear. hahah.
alis last blog post..more than a one-armed paper hanger
“Shut your sigh-hole!” I’m totally going to be using that. A lot.
Thanks for giving my fucknasty Tuesday a few giggles.
Giggle Pixies last blog post..Disenchanted
OMG, sigh-hole!! I’m so remembering that!!
Melissas last blog post..NORMAL…
hahaha god it’s good to have you working again.
Your so descriptive that I felt like I was there with you.
sigh hole…Hilarious
You know, when you talk about your commute I always imagine Mark Green. No lie.
Scarlets last blog post..Something Anything
Your week (okay, maybe not yours, but Bacon’s!) got a little better. See today’s post….
Jules
House of Jules
HouseofJuless last blog post..Putting the Hump in Humpday: Bacon FTW*!
I took public transportation for my first job out of college and I really think that was a major factor in my unhappiness with it. You’re completely right…you’re a slave to their timetable and there’s nothing you can do about it. Stay warm, hon 🙂
Why must buses always break on Monday? WHY? Mine was emitting a high-pitched squeal that made me want to claw out my eyes. I didn’t though. Because that probably would have made Monday worse.
Public transportation is always good for a story. Or testing your patience. Or both.
Hats are my least favorite thing about winter. I look silly in them, #1. And #2, I always spend 95 years sculpting my luscious locks only to put on my coat and realize I HAVE TO PUT ON A DAMN HAT. And then I get cranky. And sometimes I don’t wear one. And then I get frostbite and die.
Moral of the story: Hats suck.
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hee hee hee.
may i recommend the CTA’s Holiday Express?
It’s a horrible allocation of funds, but a great pick-me-up!
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