Thursday, September 15, 2011

hey, my name is lucy and I'm a freshman

Freshman moment alert over here. Seriously, I had a bad one today. And I don't mean go the wrong way in Haley (if you dont know what Haley is, its a super confusing building that makes no sense to a logical person and is where most of my classes are located. yay.), or getting run over by bikers on the quad because you can't figure out which side to walk on, or just looking dazed and confused all the time. Yes, I have done all of those things, but they were down on the totem pole compared to this moment. 

This story began as I was on a quest. I was on a quest to get to my car, not using the drunk bus, but the ever confusing tiger transits. So I bashfully walk over to where the transits are loading. I am holding my phone in one hand, trying to figure out how to use the "transportation app." If you can't figure out the app, then God knows you're not going to be able to figure out the transit itself. But I continued to try. So, after walking awkwardly in front of each transit, looking at the screen on the bus that told me where it was headed, I found my destination bus. It was headed to west campus. First problem, there are 3 buses going to the one destination that I needed to go too. One went straight there and back. I didn't ride that one. Another one made two other stops along with the stop I was waiting on. I didn't ride that one either. Instead I chose the bus that went alllll the way around campus, that somehow ended up where I needed to be.

I got on the bus, and sat timidly at a seat by myself. In my hands I had my keys, phone, and my ipod. Not too many things to remember, right? Apparently, that's wrong. Anyways, after waiting for about 3 more minutes the bus began to move. The bus didn't move for long. Apparently there were some problems with the bus. Lucky me. So, we made it about 300 yards, had to turn the bus off, and back on, hoping this would fix the glitch. It didn't. But does tiger transit care? No, they continue on the long, and I mean LONG journey around campus. We are driving on the main road, going about 5 mph. Yes, it was 5-15 mph at all times. So on top of this ride being long, it got longer.

Finally I couldn't put up with it anymore, and saw a bus coming from behind. I had a plan. I was going to get off at my bus on the next stop, and get on he bus behind me. So, I stood up at the next stop, and got off the bus, and sprinted over to the bus behind us. It was a bad decish. The bus behind had to stay behind the slow bus and was unable to pass. My plan was a fail, to say the least. So, I began to gather my things thinking that maybe I could just get off and walk the rest of the way. As I began to gather my things I realized I had my phone and my keys but no ipod.

First I thought that I could just jump off my bus (since it was right behind the slow one) and get on the other bus and get it. Well, next thing I know, we aren't behind the bus anymore. So then I thought about just leaving the ipod, and paying for another one later. I had decided on this idea until I called my mom.

She was NOT for that. She gave me specific instructions, and me being the perfect child that I am (ha) followed them. So, in front of everyone, I ran up to the driver of my bus and told him the problem. He radioed the other bus, and I automatically saw it come to a hault up a head.

Now, if you don't know me, then this next part won't mean anything to you, but if you know me, then I'm sure you can picture this pretty well. So I began to walk towards the door of the bus, I jumped off, and broke out into a full on sprint to the bus in front of me, which was holding my ipod. Not only did my whole bus watch me run, but the whole bus in front of me did too. As athletic as you for some reason may think that I possibly am, I am not. I'm about as un-athletic as they come. Shocker, right? So I retrieve my ipod, and sprint back to my bus. 

I return on the bus in a full body sweat.

Humiliation.

At least I got my ipod back, but let's just say, no one wanted to sit by me on the bus, and I was about 30 minutes late to where I needed to go. Life of a freshman.

So, moral of the story, don't trust those tiger transits (even though i'll probably ride one tomorrow.)

War eagle y'all.