The start to today’s commute has definitely been better than yesterdays. For one thing, I didn’t drive a half hour to get to Red Bank train station to find that the trains weren’t running (the explanation being a very bad engine fire, though at first I was told it was because of a check of passengers for terrorist-type reasons). Undeterred, I drove up to MetroPark some forty-five minutes north to catch a train into the city.
But a funny thing: I got there and there was NO PARKING! I drove through the entire seven floor parking garage and found nothing. Nothing! To say this put my already foul mood into overdrive is a gross understatement.
I could have very well said “fuck NJ Transit” and drove into NY, being halfway there already, but my lack of gas for the return trip and a severe lack of cash on hand to pay for more forced my tail between my legs and a trip back home. I still got all my work done for the day, but I could have saved myself a lot of aggravation and my car another 70 miles of wear and tear if I just worked from home in the first place.
OK, bitching session is now officially over.
Tags: Personal
I love the bitch sessions…..
The “Hippy Man” (as you so called me) thought you might enjoy to share in his misery. That bitching session had Riczu written all over it. ^_^
uh-oh….better watch what i say…ya never know who is reading….hehehehehe