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life sans car

The spousebeast and I don't own a car.  We're lucky enough to live somewhere with an amazing bus system (if you can handle Axe body spray scented undergrads spouting the cool political view of the day).  Also, neither of us is particularly gifted behind the wheel (we ask SANTA PETE drive us, for chrissake!  So, yes, a half blind diabetic who is prone to nodding off is STILL a safer bet than letting me and my lack of depth perception behind the wheel).

Anyway I've found the events of the last two days an entertaining look at what it's like when your means of getting from point A to point B are less than conventional.  At ohgodsthirty this morning, Carol the Cabbie called from the parking lot to ask if he could use our bathroom.  "I have to pee, and this rain ain't helping."

He's a great guy.  Used to be heavily into hair metal "when I had hair,"  and is just a rock and roll guy in general. He is frequently the driver when I make one of my huge grocery runs.  We talk concerts.  He's jealous that I've seen Alice Cooper twice.  I can't believe he's seen Led Zeppelin SIX times.

So he comes in, rushes to the toilet.  And Kent gets a free ride to work.

I'm wondering if I can find a way to implement something like that at work.  "Sure, you can use our bathroom and not buy anything.  But what's in it for me?"

[For the record, Carol was the one who said Kent was getting a free ride today.  And he walked out with a blueberry muffin, so I think everyone is a winner this morning.]

Yesterday, I did my volunteer gig at St. Joe's food mission for the first time in months.  I will freely admit that I am a horrible human being, and didn't go at all this summer...and used my job as an excuse.  I usually work outside (signing people up, making sure no one smokes or cusses on church property, making sure everyone has bags) and...I'm weak.  Summers are contentious times in a food desert.  I just couldn't hack standing in 90+ heat and breaking up fights.

I guess I'm a fair weather volunteer.  I suck.

But I came back and....wow.  It was like being the Prodigal Daughter.  "Child, where have you BEEN?"

[Note to self:  don't just drop off the planet and think no one will notice.  Apparently, they do.]

It was  so great to see everyone again.  And Sister Edith was in full on drill sergeant mode.  I missed that.  She's a tiny little thing, and rules the proceedings with an iron fist.  "Did I just see you step in front of that mama and her babies?  You're a grown man!  Get to the back of the line!"plentiful, I racked up.

So there was much hilarity and many hugs.  And, as is customary, the volunteers get to take home the perishables that can't be given out the next day.  Since it is the end of tomato season and peppers are still plentiful, I completely scored (yeah, guess who is making fajitas with homemade salsa tonight?).

It has just been drizzling when I set out, but it was starting to steadily pelt down on my way back.  I had barely started up the hill to the bus stop (and was already drenched) when I heard a few short beeps.

Jeffery from Takeout Central is now my knight in shining 78 white Pontiac.

This is not the first time one of the guys from TC has picked me up.  We do a lot of business with them, because apparently a lot people will pay a $5 delivery charge for a $3.75 cup of broccoli cheddar soup.  Kent's starting to call them my personal taxi service.

I officially apologize for all the TC orders that are late because someone did an illegal U-turn to drive me home.  ;)

Today should be....interesting.  It's a home game against Virginia Tech.  Not sure how the weather is going to affect it.  We could get killed...or I could be holding down a register for four hours.  We'll see.

Comments

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seaivy
Oct. 8th, 2016 02:30 pm (UTC)
you live an interesting life!
Go You!
promiseoftin
Oct. 8th, 2016 04:41 pm (UTC)
Stay safe in the weather!

And hey, fair weather volunteering is better than no volunteering.
michikatinski
Oct. 8th, 2016 07:50 pm (UTC)
That place where you volunteer sounds like just your kind of place. ♥
qwentoozla
Oct. 8th, 2016 11:31 pm (UTC)
I feel like you're the kind of person where everyone is always happy whenever you show up. :)
cielamara
Oct. 9th, 2016 07:53 pm (UTC)
This comment is exactly what I was thinking. You bring sunshine to places, methinks.
ecosopher
Oct. 9th, 2016 02:24 am (UTC)
I love this. It really speaks to the sense of community you have going there, which is so my favourite thing.
communitybee
Oct. 9th, 2016 11:48 am (UTC)
You're a volunteer. You're not paid, and ANY time you give is very much appreciated. Spoken from someone who deals with volunteers. I know they are not paid and they have things to do... It it were a job, then...

Sounds like a fun place to volunteer. One of my old middle school principals volunteers in a similar way.
millysdaughter
Oct. 10th, 2016 09:43 pm (UTC)
I have never lived anywhere that I could possibly be without a car - I know such places exist, but I have never lived in one. There is no public transportation here.
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