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Sep. 23rd, 2008 09:43 am7:32 - Leave the house.
7:38 - Arrive at the bus stop to wait for the 95.
7:41 - The 95 should be showing up now. Should is the operative word here.
7:50 - At this point, the CT2 is leaving Sullivan Station. I have missed my connecting bus. Another irate would-be passenger tells me that the earlier 95 bus never showed up either.
8:05 - The 95 arrives. At this point, I am too late to catch the NEXT CT2 bus.
8:25 or so - The 95 finally gets to Sullivan, and I need to get on the orange line. The orange line is so packed that while I can't hold onto anything, the sheer press of bodies keeps me upright.
8:50 or so - I have transferred to the red line and arrived at Kendall. I see tons of people waiting for the Tech Shuttle, which means it's late. It arrives just after I do, though
9:15 - The shuttle finally, finally arrives at my stop. I am, at this point, nearly an hour late for work.
GOOD FUCKING MORNING, MBTA.
7:38 - Arrive at the bus stop to wait for the 95.
7:41 - The 95 should be showing up now. Should is the operative word here.
7:50 - At this point, the CT2 is leaving Sullivan Station. I have missed my connecting bus. Another irate would-be passenger tells me that the earlier 95 bus never showed up either.
8:05 - The 95 arrives. At this point, I am too late to catch the NEXT CT2 bus.
8:25 or so - The 95 finally gets to Sullivan, and I need to get on the orange line. The orange line is so packed that while I can't hold onto anything, the sheer press of bodies keeps me upright.
8:50 or so - I have transferred to the red line and arrived at Kendall. I see tons of people waiting for the Tech Shuttle, which means it's late. It arrives just after I do, though
9:15 - The shuttle finally, finally arrives at my stop. I am, at this point, nearly an hour late for work.
GOOD FUCKING MORNING, MBTA.