Well, I had another pleasant commute to work this morning.

I and some other people were waiting for the 8:45 bus (I was late for work again). At 8:50 or so we decided to walk to the next stop figuring that, once again, the bus had bypassed our stop (unannounced, mind you; it could not be any other way, Socrates). Looking off into the distance as we made our way down the line we saw the bus, picking up passengers and then pulling away to continue along its route.

As the disappointment set in it began to rain. You know the kind: tiny droplets but lots and lots of them, the kind of rain that will soak you pretty well. And I didn't have an umbrella.

I waited in said rain for fifteen minutes. When the next bus finally came, I realized that it had picked up passengers from my stop. It wasn't that the schedule was changed. It was just that one damned 8:45 bus which bypassed us.

I need to take two buses to get to work. When we got to where the two lines intersect, we encountered a bit of a delay. A police cruiser was parked in front of the bus stop, which is located in front of a bagel shop. The driver would not let us off, opting to wait for the officers to finish their purchase so he could drive up to the awning where people were waiting to board (there is no awning at my stop or the one adjacent to it, which is why I got soaked).

In the time it took the officers to finally move their car, the bus I am supposed to transfer to pulled up. I had to sprint out of the one and then across the street to get to the second bus, and I just made it.

This is the sort of public "service" nonsense that turns young men with my temperament into bomb-throwing anarchists, I'd wager.