It started out pretty normal...and by normal, I mean, I woke up a little too late to get to work on time, and the biggest decision I had to make was whether or not to shower. I went with no shower (not cute, I know) before heading to the subway. Of course, it's 8:30am on a Tuesday, the heart of the rush hour, and the following subway intercom announcement comes on: "due to a medical emergency at 137th Street, the 1 train is running on the express track." The best part of this message was that the real human being saying it was so incredibly nonchalantly. How dare he pretend that he was not making at least 100 people on that single platform late for work? And, out of those 100 people, he was cavalier about how at least a few would likely be fired over this tardiness. Before I rushed off to find a cab, I chose a few firing candidates - on-time for work or not, these few are never going to keep their jobs based on sheer first impressions.
After leaving the subway station, I was lucky enough to share a cab with a lovely woman. She and I battled for the 14 blocks we rode together - I wanted to give her $5 and she wanted $2, if any money at all. She was in a rush to get to her gym class. She's a stay at home mom. I felt a tinge of jealousy, thinking of all the things that meant: 1. she's married. 2. she's got at least one kid. 3. she's got enough money to be married with a kid on the upper west side. 4. she's got enough money to not work and take a cab to the gym. 5. no wonder she's nice - read items 1-4.
I surprised myself at how determined I was to get to work on time. Once there, I only hated about 6 people throughout the workday, which made me feel better about myself and my attitude. Self evaluation is an amazing thing!
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