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.
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4 comments:
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?
Day 2 looms! I will be thinking of you.
La
Sounds like a good time to take some annual leave.:) I imagine the novelty quickly wears off after a day.
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.
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