« wi-fi | Main | In the Laundry Room »

Thu | March 16, 2006

jeudi

It's an okay day I guess. I was at home yesterday so I had plenty of time to recharge. I feel like I should bill them for my recharging time.

The train was late again this morning. But I got to see my dad, which I like. His Hoboken train is fifteen minutes before mine. As I walked up the stairs to the platform and got to the top and saw my dad-- that is the best way to start the day. The train was late on Tuesday too. An hour late. Due to "mechanical difficulties." I never know what that means. Sometimes I imagine it means someone has stepped in front of the train, because I saw a movie at a film festival once that said that that happens in Japan in the morning.

I rode on the Hoboken train with my dad on Tuesday and then took the Path into the city. It sort of balanced out the hour late thing a little.

a list of my Recent Problems with Transportation:

Saturday, March 11:
Hoboken PATH had some weekend switchups, where you had to take the WTC or 33rd St. train if you wanted to go to Hoboken from Grove Street. I went to Pavonia/ Newport and back to Grove Street amd waited 15-20 minutes at each place and didn't make the 10:05 from Hoboken by a long shot. Then, NJ transit had problems going into Summit. Mechanical difficulties, probably. And again after leaving Summit. In short, I got home at close to 1 pm, instead of 11 am. I left J's house in Jersey City at 9:30 and spent three and a half hours in transit.

Tuesday:
hour late. took Hoboken train in. sat with Dad.

Thursday (today):
twenty minutes late.

March 4 (Saturday): was going to Hoboken and the train went forward three stops, sat for twenty minutes, then back two stops, at 10 mph, to Summit. Arrived at Hoboken over an hour late.

I feel like I should bill them for all this time too. Actually I'm not that annoyed at all with any of it. I'm mostly annoyed at my life in general, the whole unemployable thing, mostly, so that takes up all my energy. The train, I have gotten used to, more or less. It is upsetting while you're stuck on it and you call everyone you know and hopefully they commiserate with you a little. Then you just have to let it go.

« Previous | Posted by Lily in journal | on March 16, 2006 01:13 PM | Next »