Wait, what time is it? OH SNAP, I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE OUT OF HERE AN HOUR AGO! That's all I could remember thinking this morning as I quickly grabbed some eyeliner, my black casual dress, and high heel shoes and ran, well stumbled, outside of my apartment building this morning. Thank goodness that the bus got here right as I got out though, man, I might have a chance of getting to the business proposal on time, but I still don't know, it seems highly unlikely. I can't help but look around at everyone on this bus, envying them for actually being on time, wishing that I could feel the same amount of comfort that they're feeling right now. I mean, yeah I have a pretty good job and I'm sure that I do better than them at the end of the day, but still, I mean, after today, I could be out of this job anyways! Watch, as soon as I get out of here, I'm running, I don't care who's in my way.
The 104 bus just finished opening it's doors, and I was already bolting passed the old lady in the front. Screw manners, I'm a determined woman ready to kill to get to this damn meeting. I could only see the blurred images of people as I passed them trying to muscle my way into the train. "Stand clear of the closing doors please!" I hear the conductor yell as soon as I reach the door. Psh, no way is he getting the best of me, I'll beak these doors if I have to.
After about a minute of struggling with the door, accompanied with the 'nice' comments from other people on the train, I finally got in. Dare I look at the time? 9:02 AM, which I guess isn't bad, I mean, I'm not too late, but I'm late, which still could do some damage to my chances at keeping this job. Oh well, I guess I'll just sit and wait...
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