Thursday, Sept. 15, 2005 - 12:02 p.m.
I Loathe Public Transportation
I'm okay. Been trying to wake up, I went through a huge mission yesterday, got home at 12:30am. Let me see how to shorten such a HORRIBLE night. First, I got out of work at 5:30pm, but Lily invited me to her school to see a film with the LGBT group of her school, so I'm like I love the LGBT film festival. I cross the street and I see that across the street (like where I would normally be to go home) three 54 buses passed while I didn't get the bus until 6:10pm. Arrgghh! It wasn't even the 54, I had to get the mini bus that stops at the Hialeah Station, instead of Okeechobee. So there's the first thing. I get to the Hialeah St and there's a sign saying that the Southbound train will take 30 minutes to get there. Again, I have to wait for three NORTHBOUND trains to come before the SOUTHBOUND gets there. Irritation #2. So it's 6:30pm and Lil's already out of class. What sucked is that since I came out at 5:30 and the film didn't start until 8:30pm we wanted time to ourselves with ourselves, whatever! You know what I meant.
Get ready for the best part. I get off on Government Center, go downstairs to get the METROMOVER and I'm about 5 stops away from the OMNI when this crazy, black guy gets on the m-mover screaming at the top of his lungs, "I'm sick of this shit, people always treating me like I'm nothing, no fucking respect...blah, blah, blah" He had this overtly large black messenger bag, rubbing his temples all weary-looking and he was like, "I'm going to blow this train up, fuck you all!" All of a sudden the M-mover didn't shut its doors and it was going on a one-way ride to NOWHERESVILLE. Unfortunately, he got on the WRONG train yesterday. I was already pissed and the reading material I had with me wasn't cutting it, due to the fact that I had 2 books and a printout from one of our fellow diarylander (sorry jonquill). Get ready for the segway of a lifetime.
So here comes your best friend (mua), who was sick and tired of being held-up for no apparant reason, and I just went off on the guy. I know I shouldn't have, and that
it was a stupid, but we all know I'm not the brightest crayon in the bunch!!! so I started to yell back
"You know what Sir, can I call you that, and give you the little respect that you apparantly don't seem to be getting. Look you think you're having a bad fucking day. It's taken me about 2 extra hours to get on this fucking Metromover just to go and see a stupid fucking film that I probably won't even be too crazy about just so I can spend time with someone in a place that I can't and probably won't even be able to show my affection to. Now, because of your temper tantrum their holding up this M-mover, now what day is it, Wednesday? Look, I've got a pile of bills that's toppling over me and I might get my electricity cut off on Friday, I don't have any fucking groceries in my fridge and I haven't had any for the past 2 months or so, I haven't eaten, I'm cranky, I have killer cramps from having had my period since the month of March, and you're bitching about not getting any respect. Well, FUCK YOU! We're human and the only way we can get respect is by being not letting anyone step all over you. so if you want to rant and bitch about ASSHOLES, then go back to your job or wherever it is that you got DISrespected and blow THEM up! And what's with all this blowing up, who can afford a fucking bomb? And I sincerely doubt you made one from scratch. So why don't you go, get some coffee, call a friend and fucking VENT THE FUCK OUT!"
He just looked at me and said, "You little shit. It's not even worth it for a little CUNT RAG like you" he said as he walked out of the Metromover. Atleast he didn't have a gun. I finally got to Lily at 7:45pm. I got to smoke about 4 cigarettes, told her what happened, and then, we go back home together. She gets off on the Okeechobee Station and I'm left waiting for the 54 Bus, which when it gets there, I flag the driver and he just leaves my ass. So, it's 12:25am and I'm waiting outside, with this older guy and my cell phone's about to die on me. Lily's calling me every five seconds worried, and then this kid (tremendo cubanaso) is like this bus is never coming here. We end up hitchhiking. He hails a car with 2 GUYS and luckily the kid lives not even a block away from me and tells the guys to take me home first. I wasn't scared, just angry and tired. Lord works in mysterious ways. The guys in the car were Christian and they didn't even disrespect me. Either way I had my knife, just in case. But I got home and just crashed in my bed.
That was my night last night. But it was worth it, to have gotten to spend time with Lily. *Note to jonquill, I finally got to read it, and it was great!*
