Tuesday, December 20, 2005

"Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry."


Holy. Fucking. Shit.


In case some of you don't know, there's a transit strike in New York -- the first in 25 years incidentally. No trains. No busses. Lotta walking. Let me put it to you this way: Brooklyn = far. And how far is my house from my office? 5 miles of farness.

So I did it. I walked to work from Brooklyn and it took 1 hour 45 minutes. Part of me with a sense of adventure secretly relished the challenge of making it to work on time with only my two feet to get me there. But for all my initial gung-ho attitude, my sense of adventure quickly ran out about the time my legs started to go numb from the cold. And seeing how two hours is a lot of time to walk, I realized a couple things:

- It's fucking cold!
- Transit strike in late December is not a good idea.
- I should own long johns.
- I should live closer.
- Wow, the Manhattan Bridge looks nice after you've been walking 50 minutes.
- Wow, the Manhattan Bridge takes forever to walk over.

Time to remind the boys and girls at home that the last transit strike lasted 11 days.

4 comments:

Mr. Bad Apologies said...

Oh boo! I'm jealous. Its good for ya! Invigorating! Puts hair on your chest!

Is this a good time to talk to your employer about telecommuting?

Anonymous said...

Day 2 looms! I will be thinking of you.

La

Tara said...

Sounds like a good time to take some annual leave.:) I imagine the novelty quickly wears off after a day.

gunngirl said...

I live in Chicago. No way I could walk downtown. I'm proud of you for doing it. 2 hours is a lot of walking, especially back in the dark. In the cold. Alone.

Okay, maybe I should shut up now.