Take Two

The bus reached the intersection and the engine went dead. We sat for a moment in silence, perhaps waiting for the light to change, and then the driver tried to start it again.

It started.

It stopped again.

After a moment everybody began to file off en masse, which I took to mean that the bus was stopped for good and there was nothing to do but get out and wait for the next one. I consulted the bus tracker app to find out when the next one would be along. Twenty minutes. I checked on how long until the next local bus arrived. Twenty one minutes. Six of one. A half dozen of the other.

There was nothing to do but wait.

A woman nearby had a lunchbox printed with turtles: I took this to be a sign that, for whatever reason, this was the place where I was supposed to be for this moment. And after ten such minutes, it occurred to me that if I was willing to walk a block or two I could get on the bus a bit sooner and have a better chance of getting a seat.

So I took a little walk.

Long story short: I’m back on the bus now. It seems that what time I lost to waiting might partly be reclaimed but lighter traffic, but I’m still going to be getting home later than usual. I was going to go by my sister’s place for a visit, but it might be too late for that by the time I get home and put out the trash and pamper the cat and make something to eat. The best laid plans and all…

Ahh well.

~ by Gwydhar Gebien on October 22, 2018.

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