I was about to get on the streetcar today but the doors stopped working. I walked up to the next street to get the next car (in stupid high-heeled sandals b/c I decided I'd forego wearing sneakers. Foreshadowing, dumbass!) & phone work from a local bar (b/c I was too stupid to bring change for a payphone.

I get in the bar & can't remember the phone number. I phone directory assistance, they give me the main number of course & I can't get in touch with anyone through her crappy transfer. I walk down Queen & there's no car in sight. I stop into another bar a few blocks down & still can't remember the phone number. Luckily, the owner offered to lend me cab fare. It was very nice of her but I was re-fuming with memories of the transit strike on Monday.

I got to work on time but I'm out $15 & completely out of patience with that !@#$ overpaid transit union.