I left for work not forgetting anything for once. Caught my bus, which sadly isn't a regular occurrence for me. I was glad everything was going so well. I would work, eat my homemade lunch, (I also rarely have time to make one of those) go to the gym after work and head to Bible study. When I soon arrived at work my good day quickly vanished. I opened my bag to find I had not closed my pasta and tomatoe sauce container completely. Tomatoe sauce everywhere, including my new really expensive camera a.k.a. my baby. I was glad to have Chrissy there to take care of my camera. She got the gunk out of every nook and cranny. Meanwhile I tried to clean up the huge mess by putting all my belongings into garbage bags. Needless to say I'm never bringing any type of sauce for lunch again.
So, I could not go to the gym today unless I wanted to attract all the skinny girls who do not eat. I would have smelled yummy.
Oh, so since I had no more lunch I had to buy it. When I told my sister of the sauce catastrophe she reminded me she had my debit card. Luckily I had my Visa. I hate using a Visa for small transactions so I had to go big or go home. So, I ordered 2 pizzas and cinna sticks and a 2L coke. Perhaps people think I eat a lot because I order lots. I tried so hard to share it with everyone but only a few people would help me out. I then realized I had to carry them home. I was bound to look like a homeless person with my clothes in garbage bags dogs following me because of the scent. Observers would surely think I picked up the pizza from the garbage bin of Dominoes. Silliness. Why such bad luck?
I got on bus after work and, remembered the good old school days, when I took hour long bus rides. I enjoyed them. I remember napping in the back seat in grade nine as the "big kid" and getting dibs on the seats in grade ten because we were the first stop. We had a variety when it came to bus drivers. Some everyone loved others everyone hated. Back in grade 3 my bus driver was the coolest he took us to his place at the end of June for ice cream and Gave us chocolate at Christmas. We even chipped in, to get him a gift. I remember there was this huge bump in the road that allowed us to pretend we could fly, he saw this and sped up for us. Sadly my older cousins came and made him into a bitter old man. They were rebels who loved to stir up trouble. The next few years were filled with; seating arrangements, not being able to leave your seat until you arrived home, him picking one of my cousins up by the collar and tossing him into his rightful seat. Oh, I can't forget when he closed Gemma's head in the door. The day he quit he was probably just as happy to be gone as we were to have him gone. We then had this lovely woman who was the mother of one of our friends. Needless to say everyone liked her. Can you believe, we celebrated the day we got a tape player on the bus no more silent bus rides? Now I bet you could pass your Ipod to your bus driver out in Benito. Sweet memories!
well I will leave it at that. at least my day ended on happy memories.
I love how I say when I was a kid and I remember when. I'm only 23, these things were just yesterday. LOL
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