As you can probably tell I am at home, not at work. Bryan's got a couple of errands to run and Angela (our usual Tuesday nanny) is out of town. So I'm home with Eden, not working because I have no work to do... it's really slow right now.
ANYWAY, yesterday I left the office at 5:30. I got to the T, and there were hoards of people standing on the platform (never a good sign). I waited at least 15 minutes for a train (which never happens, especially at rush hour) and bolted for a seat when it finally came. (I think this weather changing is messing with my
back a little bit - I've been sore for the last several days). As I was sitting there working on my crossword people packed in around me. The entire train was full. And then we moved about 15 feet, and stopped. For a loooooong time. Why they didn't just leave the doors open at the platform I will never understand.
So there we were, packed in like sardines, everyone in big puffy coats, hats, scarves, gloves, etc. And the lady comes over the intercom - "If anyone starts to feel faint, please do not push the emergency button. Please press the call operator button." Seriously? First of all, I hadn't considered anyone feeling faint but suddenly even I started to feel a little woozy. Second of all, HOW in the WORLD was someone supposed to GET to the call button?
Anyway, I worked on my crossword, screwed up the easy sudoku beyond fixing, and minded my own business. Then the lady in front of me started complaining loudly (to no one in particular, of course) about standing so long and not having a seat. Normally if someone wants a seat I would be happy to give mine up if they (1) are obviously in need of a seat (they are elderly, disabled, or pregnant) or (2) if thy ask (though admittedly this has never happened to me).
However, the combination of logisitcal difficulty of switching places with someone on a completely packed train, this woman's not meeting any of the above seat-giving-up criteria, and her annoying-ness rooted me even more firmly into my seat. So there. I realize that is mean of me but she was really getting on my nerves with her unnecessary passive-aggression.
After over an hour the train finally made it to the station (this trip usually takes maybe 15 minutes). Now I had to book it for the bus stop. I got to the platform where much to my surprise was
another hoard of people. Now it was nearing 6:45, and Eden eats dinner (including nursing!) at 7:00. Not really an ideal time to be stuck in a train station, with no cell service, a couple of miles away, but whatever. So began waiting for the MBTA #2. No less than FIVE buses drove by which were NOT my bus, and the crowd on the platform kept getting bigger. Finally my bus stopped, and people were CRAMMING each other to get on the bus. I didn't even try for a seat, I went straight for the back door (best place to stand in my opinion). I got a prime spot, and the lady next to me was
nice this time. We even made conversation - and I
never talk to people on the bus!
Close to 20 minutes and one man who should not have squeezed into the back door of the bus later, I was at my stop and traversing the piles of snow down our street to my warm house with my two favorite people happily awaiting me. It was almost two hours after I left my office, but I was home, and Eden had just finished her sweet potatoes and was ready for mommy! And she was SO happy to see me!! She was distracted from nursing because she kept looking at me and grinning that beautiful gummy grin. It was great, and all the stress of the commute melted away.
But I still wanted to share. :)