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 For those not yet convinced that I’ve had some troubles on the bus these past weeks, this should seal the deal. Monday, I was returning home from work. Now, I hadn’t eaten lunch, and it was close to 5pm. I put my phone in my pocket, set the alarm for 45 minutes later(as I normally do so I can take a nap and not miss my stop), and relaxed. I was just sittin, relaxin. After about 20 minutes I fell asleep, and all was good. About 15 minutes later I awoke, before the alarm, so I took the phone out of my pocket and turned the alarm off. I was desperately exhausted, and was really looking forward to eating a nice meal at the Rock Bottom downtown(which I managed to at 8:30pm rather than 6pm). I my haste, I placed my phone in the one spot that I never have before, a side pocket in my backpack, usually where people put water bottles. A few minutes later, I exited the bus, and did my check, as usual, of necessary items: chapstick, keys, money, and…Where is the phone? Where is the phone? You couldn’t believe how mad I was when the bus drove off, the only time that it hadn’t been stuck in traffic for two weeks. The time that I needed to get back on to get my phone. What to do next? I looked frantically about 5 times in my backpack, in my pockets, nothing. Do they have a lost and found? Maybe I should call? With what phone? So, after walking downtown for about 25 minutes trying to see if there was anyone to borrow a phone from(which is another story all in itself, but I’ll save that for later. I think I am up to about 4 stories that I am saving for later). It’s amazing how many people don’t want strangers using there phone, even if you offer $20. So, I went back home, waited for someone to arrive, and then I made the call home to tell my mom that the phone was lost, and I supposed the phone should be cancelled. Mom was not available, so I left a message. Mom, being the taskmaster, managed to have the phone disabled within 15 minutes. Well, within 5 minutes I called my phone, imagining who might be on the other line. Some chump with a free phone. From another room, I hear someone say, “Hey Nick, is that your phone? I think its ringing?” Yes indeed, that was my phone, they very one that I had placed in my backpack before this whole ordeal began. To make things better, my managed to reactivate the phone near the 11 o’clock hour, perhaps later. Super job, taking care of my rediculous behavior yet again. Yeah Mom!

Today(I’ll keep this short), I missed my first bus, setting me back but not putting me out of the game. I was still on time. I decided to go watch the PSU football team practice a bit, with Jerry Glanville at the healm. I headed back to the bus stop, and someone had called. In my state of stupidity, as I was talking, I saw my bus at a stop light headed in my direction. At the same time, another bus pulled up, the 68. Rather than wait for my bus, which most people do when they have an established destination, I hopped on the wrong one. This wasn’t realized until 10 minutes later. So, I took a loop to the hospital, and came back down the hill, got dropped off near a YMCA, waited 20 minutes for the bus I needed, missed my transfer, so I had to wait almost a half and hour, and by the time I finally arrived where I was supposed to be…well, let’s just say that I wasn’t on time. So, to move on from this, I am hoping to have a car by the weeks end.

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