i just got to work.
i was supposed to be here at 0930, but unfortunately, the blue line caught on fire, and my train (standing room only, sardine commuters!) was stopped in the tunnel for half an hour. it was evidently an electrical fire as they had to depower the line because — as the operator said — every time they supplied power, the fire flared up, so that meant no motors on the train running. no motors, no lights. NO AIR CONDITIONING.
y’all, it takes very little time for a packed subway car full of people to get HOT.
i got some knitting in. i would have taken a picture of it, but, y’know — no lights.
i finally walked in to the office about 10:10. amusingly/sadly, this is not, in fact, the most time that the blue line has ever taken to get me to work. i believe 80 minutes is the record.
of course amidst all the excitement of FIRE!, i forgot the other thing that happened to me on my way to work. according to the flourescent orange sticker on my driver’s side window, my car got booted at 0738 this morning. i am not really sure what i have done to deserve getting booted. there’s only one unpaid parking ticket on my car that i’m aware of (one which i actually tried to pay, but the City of Chicago pay-your-parking-ticket site could find no record of the ticket — typical), so that’s interesting if one unpaid parking ticket is now a bootable offense, as, last i heard, you had to have three. i’m sure this is going to cost me at least $300 to get dealt with, so, you know, that’s nice. good thing i quit smoking so i have extra money to give to the city of chicago for being bastards.
i wonder what other surprises today has in store for me? i think i would just as soon take a pass on them if they are anything like the first two!
