Sunday, March 23, 2008
Almost the perfect weekend and more bus stories
Tottenham won and Arsenal lost. That’s 2 out of three of the elements for a perfect weekend! I doubt I need to spell out the element I missed out on!
My weekend actually started early. Standish opened on Good Friday, but people were leaving early. I completed my 40 hours for the week at 2:15 – consultants are not allowed to stay after the last employee leaves, so I wanted to make sure to get my hours in early. I walked to South Station, arriving at 2:35, to find that the 2:30 bus had yet to leave and had spare seats! Towards the front, there were 2 open; one next to a very large woman and one next to a Haitian woman travelling in front of two friends.
For the first hour, the 3 talked incessantly – the one directly behind me being the loudest and the most verbose. Then each got on their phones and talked simultaneously for a while. Then the two behind me spoke for the entire rest of the journey. This isn’t really a fair assessment of what happened. The woman behind me obviously had a very interesting and full life and got louder as the journey went on. Some may think that her momentary breaks, in which her friend spoke, were because she wanted to engage her friend. My thought is that she realised if she didn’t catch her breath once in a hile, she would die.
As I was getting off, the man who had been sitting in front of me made the point of stopping me and commenting about the woman and how he had her voice in his ear for 4 hours.
The alternative to me sitting directly in front of her, would have been to sit across the aisle and next to the aforementioned rubenesque lady. Every time I looked out of the window across from me, I was aware of her eyes burning into me. I actually looked all the way back once just to confirm what I had been feeling, and I was right. Overall, I think I made the right decision!
It was so lovely to walk into my apartment before 7:30. Apart from phone calls to my mother and sister and niceties to cashiers, I didn’t speak to a soul until meeting my friend Carrie for lunch before catching the bus back today. The solitude in the comfort of my own home was absolutely blissful.
One more week in Quincy and then on to Brookline.
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My weekend actually started early. Standish opened on Good Friday, but people were leaving early. I completed my 40 hours for the week at 2:15 – consultants are not allowed to stay after the last employee leaves, so I wanted to make sure to get my hours in early. I walked to South Station, arriving at 2:35, to find that the 2:30 bus had yet to leave and had spare seats! Towards the front, there were 2 open; one next to a very large woman and one next to a Haitian woman travelling in front of two friends.
For the first hour, the 3 talked incessantly – the one directly behind me being the loudest and the most verbose. Then each got on their phones and talked simultaneously for a while. Then the two behind me spoke for the entire rest of the journey. This isn’t really a fair assessment of what happened. The woman behind me obviously had a very interesting and full life and got louder as the journey went on. Some may think that her momentary breaks, in which her friend spoke, were because she wanted to engage her friend. My thought is that she realised if she didn’t catch her breath once in a hile, she would die.
As I was getting off, the man who had been sitting in front of me made the point of stopping me and commenting about the woman and how he had her voice in his ear for 4 hours.
The alternative to me sitting directly in front of her, would have been to sit across the aisle and next to the aforementioned rubenesque lady. Every time I looked out of the window across from me, I was aware of her eyes burning into me. I actually looked all the way back once just to confirm what I had been feeling, and I was right. Overall, I think I made the right decision!
It was so lovely to walk into my apartment before 7:30. Apart from phone calls to my mother and sister and niceties to cashiers, I didn’t speak to a soul until meeting my friend Carrie for lunch before catching the bus back today. The solitude in the comfort of my own home was absolutely blissful.
One more week in Quincy and then on to Brookline.
