I leave the house this morning at the usual time: 6:30. I used to leave earlier but now give myself an extra half-hour of sleep. 'Cause I'm lazy these days.;-) Anyway, I walk nearly all the five blocks to the bus stop and find the whole area blocked with police lines, police cars and, curiously, movie vans. Oh. So, I head up a few blocks and ask what I believe are policemen (in their reflective jackets) where to catch my bus. "We don't know," they reply. "We're movie people." Oh. I walk up to Starbucks to call a cab and overhear from a fellow coffee-sipper that the buses are being re-directed on another street. Since it's only 6:45 (class begins at 9) I walk over to that street and wait. And wait and wait. I see "my" bus zipping by without stopping. For although the buses are being redirected up this particular street, they are not stopping but rather using the street for access to get back on their normal routes. Oh. Eventually, I find a bus to talk me halfway, change buses and get to school. Ironically, though I feel I've trecked to Mecca, I'm still one of the first people here. Feeling of accomplishments ensue. Now, it's off to the library that just opened its doors to do a bit of Contracts work before class.
Take that, movie industry! You can't make me miss my morning class or pay for a cab. I'm a pernicious student!
Update: I found out it wasn't a shoot but a "shooting" as in drive-by shooting. Fabulous.
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