The Film Noir Experience

There is a bus void by where I work. The buses sometimes go one way and sometimes go the other and if you are not careful and paying attention you can find yourself waiting extra long for a bus. Like today for example, I saw the bus as it was driving down the road and I knew I wasn't going to be able to catch it at the first stop. There was a chance that if I turned around I could catch it at the second stop (if it actually stopped at the second stop) or I could keep going and definitely catch it at the third stop. The thing is, before 8 pm its a different third stop for the bus marked 9A than it is for the bus marked 9. I went to the wrong stop.

This meant I had to wait an extra twenty minutes. Today this wasn't so bad. My friend's aunt works downstairs and she got off work today at the same time (and is in a play this weekend) so I got to talk to her all the way into town about stuff and things (like the play). She's invited me to join the group. They're doing a pantomime in February. Panto is a particularly British thing and its loads of fun to watch and would probably be loads of fun to put on.

I don't mind the bus. There is the occasional smelly old man and sometimes you get a seat mate that wants to have a chat but mostly its pleasant. You get on the bus and don't have to worry about traffic. You get to just ride and hang out and wait for your stop. What I mind about the bus is the waiting. I'm finding more and more that I really am an impatient person. While I may not mind waiting five minutes, anything over ten annoys me. But, there is nothing worse than actually missing the bus. Especially when you round the corner from one street to the next and can see it pulling away in the distance. Perhaps in time I will get better at the subtle art of catching the bus and not having to wait for hours. But I have a feeling that with the bus void at work that it will be awhile before I become a master.