So there I was, sitting on the bus making my way from my current rotation to my apartment. As I was driving through the heart of my city, I received a text. I dug through my bag, pulled out my phone and read the funny text. Chuckle-ing, I loooked up from the text and realized that I had no clue where I was. Apparently, while I was reading this text, I had missed my bus stop. I immeadiately pulled the cord to stop the bus, only to find out that the next stop was 3/4 of a mile down the road from where I was supposed to get off. Oops! Luckily, I am not opposed to walking and the subject of the text and missing my stop was able to keep me smiling all the way home.
When I arrived home I relayed this story to my roommate, to which she responded, "Maybe you shouldn't be taking public transportation". I quickly reassured her that this was a fluke incident and I could handle the LA bus system. Skip to the next day.
With the memory of missing my bus stop fresh in my head I decided that instead of reading my book, I would listen to music on my way home. That way I could keep my eye out the window so I could see all the stops passing by. Imagine my surprise when the bus, that normally drives straight through the center of my city and makes no turns, merged into the left turn lane. What the heck?! Apparently, after telling my roommate I could handle public transportation, I had somehow managed to catch the bus whose end of the line was in the downtown portion of my city. Not a big problem, it just meant that once again I was faced with a walk home, however this time it was just over a mile. The worst part was having to relay this story to my roommate. She laughed with a knowing smile. But I'd just like to point out, at least I don't have mistakes on my way to my rotation, only on my way home when being late doesn't really matter.
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