"You just WON this morning, Honey!"

I've got big business to do after work today, and wanting to preserve my outfit from the stresses of walking ten minutes to the train, I opted to take the bus to the train - normally I deserve this for winter days, but it's about 90 out and it's only 8:30, so I took the bus. Of course then I get to the train station and the clock says I have a 14-minute wait. W. T. F. Feeling defeated, I grab a Metro to pass the next torturous 14 minutes of my life, and walk without purpose to the escalator. I hoped maybe there'd been a typo in the wait time, but no one was rushing up the escalator or the stairs. Anyhow, I heard the sound of train, could it be? And ran up those moving stairs to find the train STILL boarding. I managed not to fall over myself but still only made it to the doors juuust in time for the rubber stops to close on my fingertips :( To my shock, awe, relief, surprise, the conductor re-opened the doors!!!! And I was welcomed in by a fellow passenger with my new fave line for the day: "You just won this morning, Honey!" YES! I believe I did.

Was That Your Dad?!?

I definitely just saw someone's dad sitting on a bench in the Boston Public Gardens (emphasis on PUBLIC) with his shirt off, black shorts on, belly out, and graying dreadlocks on his head and in his beard - yes - keeping company with a squirrel - what?! Somebody please call the park ranger.

Noises, Turtles, and Dog Attacks

I haven't blogged in so long!! I would like to at least partially blame it on the aggravation and random setbacks in my morning commutes. To name a few:

1. Last week, I saw a mini turtle on my walk to the T....?! As far as I know they're not native to Dorchester city streets, so not sure where the little guy came from, but I hope he made it safely across the street, or back to a pond...

2. A Yorkie tried to attack me no fewer than TWICE this week!! What a little vermin. Yesterday, the loud barking from behind caught me so off guard I screamed, and then proceeded to angrily charge at him - in part because I felt like I'd just been punked. I mean, dogs don't scare me easily, but this little ankle biter had a little extra bass in his bark and it tots threw me off.

3. The summertime delays on this train line are immensely frustrating. Running late for work takes on a whole new meaning when dealing with 3 mile per hour setbacks...sigh.

Keeping hope alive that some day soon the constant red line repairs will actually have an effect on train speed and functionality.

The Nose Plucker

Violation on my part for continuing to ride Greyhound, but moving on... There's a woman on the bus plucking her nose hairs and wincing in pain. Discreetly, she thinks, but I can see her reflection in the window. SMH.

My Angry Black Woman Moment

OMG... I just yelled at a crazy man on the T... I felt myself getting angrier every time he tried to bother another passenger. He started off calling a Latino man "papi", then moved towards a Black woman saying "you know what your problem is...?" The man next to me was about to be the third one, and I'd had about enough of the bullying. At first I'd thought, he's drunk, there's no reasoning with him, but then he got way too close. I started to raise my voice, asking about the red emergency button. When the train stopped at the next station, I shouted down the platform to the MBTA officer, "can you get this guy off the train???" Of course, by then señor loco had already deboarded, but at least the efforts of a few concerned T riders were not in vain.

Prison Bus

Girl (excited): oh my gawd, I can't believe it!
Guy (super chill): what, you happy to see me?
Girl (super impressed): oh my gawwwd. Yea! I heard you was locked up!

*Note to self: Mmm, wtf?? I need to get off this bus, STAT!!

Treat Yo Self

I think someone's dad is having a cream-colored outfit kind of treat yo self day: corduroy pants, tall socks, and suede shoes. Someone is making a bold Statement in beige!