Archive for September, 2009
A few random factoids I learned this week
1. For all the TTC users out there: ever wonder why the subway often waits forever at Eglinton station? Other than the transfer stations (St. George, Bloor-Yonge, etc.), Eglinton is the station people most often get lost in.
2. Soap operas are called soap operas because when they were first around, in the 1930s, they were sponsored by soap companies.
3. I was reading my marketing textbook today and found out that the term “tween” comes from between - because they’re not teenagers but not young children either.
And for no reason except my current obsession with this song, here’s some U2 singing Moment of Surrender, in a vid I shot at the Rogers Centre last week.
Murphy’s Law at its finest
This is what happened to me on my way home from work today:
1. Get to bus stop, check the times looking for the next express bus. Notice there isn’t one coming for at least 10-15 more minutes, so decide not to wait for it.
2. A non-express bus comes, I get on. Two seconds later, an express bus drives by. FML.
3. Finally, after being stuck in ridiculous traffic, get to the subway station. Decide to get on the subway and go south one stop instead of taking another bus like I usually do, because everytime I go outside lately I see a million bees and it’s freaking me out.
4. Head downstairs to wait for the subway. Except one going southbound is not coming, and in the meantime three come by heading north. I decide after the third one comes by I’m going to go north. A bit of a detour, but who knows when the next subway going south will come? The second I get on the northbound subway and the doors close, a subway going southbound shows up. FML #2.
5. After getting off the subway, the bus I’m waiting for is supposedly on “frequent service” (10 minutes or less). Except 20 minutes go by, and no sign of any bus anywhere.
6. A bus finally shows up and I get stuck standing beside annoying screaming children. I have a headache.
7. Said bus then gets stuck in traffic. For over 30 minutes. Must…not…scream…at…the…children.
8. Finally get onto the subway, on my side of the line this time. Head southbound.
9. Get on final bus going home, only to again be surrounded by obnoxious children. FML #3
10. Finally make it home. Almost two hours after leaving work.
The end.
