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.


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.


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.