I realize I am working backwards in time, but I think this is necessary to complete the Trifecta that has been my morning.
Jaynee and I ride the bus into work every morning and eight times out of ten we get a psycho-woman bus driver. I won’t bore you with those details. Another time maybe. Well, it’s a comfortable 62 degrees on the way into work this morning. Overcast, but comfortable.
The air conditioning on the bus is usually pumped to the max and in the middle of the summer, women are wearing parkas on the bus to stay warm. This day, the A/C is broken and hot air is filling the bus. As we approach Manhattan, a woman finally asked to have the heat turned off.
Psycho bus driver struggles with the concept of a broken A/C for five or ten minutes, having conversations with herself and anyone who happens to be looking at her. She said we were lucky the temperature wasn’t higher today, otherwise she would have had to pull the bus over and make us wait for a bus to pick us up on the side of the highway. Fortunately, we didn’t have to go through that and my string of “good” luck began.