I'll go only as far to say that the title of this post is--surprise, surprise--a reference to reality-escaping HP.
I was planning on making use of the UTA this semester to get to work, but now that I have no car, I don't even have the option of ever driving to work. So yesterday morning, the bus it was. I spent significant time trying to decipher the UTA bus schedules and routes and thought I had it figured out. Alas. . . .
Yesterday morning I walked out to where the bus was supposed to pick me up, and . . . I caught the southbound bus. Not the northbound bus. Totally my fault. I ended up at Provo Towne Center.
Sham. Mit.
What else could I do? I called Emily to tell her about my moronic bus knowledge and started trekking back up University Avenue. I paused HP and said a little prayer. I was trying to hold it together and not cry, but I felt so incredibly stupid. I turned HP back on and just stared at my feet hitting the pavement.
Then, a miracle. The exact bus I needed--northbound--pulled up next to me, and I don't think I was even next to a bus stop. There must have been some kind of spiritual neon sign sticking out of my head that said, "This girl could have a breakdown if she has to walk from Provo Towne Center all the way to 900 East and University Parkway."
I was only fifteen minutes late to work.
Miracle. Seriously.
6 comments:
Wow, what a story! The semester has barely begun and you've already got a miracle under your belt!
I used to have to take the bus to work all the time too; it's not as convenient as driving yourself, but there are perks of time to yourself and great blog fodder due to people watching.
How was my use of a semicolon? I fear it was wrong.
I had the same thing happen to me the first time I took the bus to work in Seattle. I did get on the Southbound bus, but I accidentally hopped on an express bus that took me all the way downtown! Definitely late to work.
Anyone would be liable to have a breakdown if they had to walk from East Bay back to 900 E and University Pkwy! Hooray for miracles.
Miracle indeed. Yay for that.
I feel duty bound to point out that it's actually Provo Towne Centre. I used to always make fun of that...Unless I'm wrong, in which case I'm just dyslexic and making fun of myself...
Oh I do love miracles so! And I'm so glad that you recognize it as such. How often is our first thought "what good luck"! I just know that the Lord is waiting to bless us when we ask.
Good work asking! Miracles, yep, they're the best!
Happy busing....
A tender mercy, indeed!
The great thing about miracles is that they bless so many more people than just the receiver - thanks for sharing yours.
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