Prompt Author: Tara Hunt
The Whuffie Factor: Using the Power of Social Networks to Build Your Business
Ode to Greyhound
Pushed aside, I stand firmly with my cane.
I've been waiting in this line for over an hour.
My knees are sore, my hips burn, and my elbow is stiff.
Still, I grasp my cane with swollen fingers and move forward in the line.
A lady old enough to be my grandmother cusses me out and tells me I wasn't in line. (wtf?)
The driver greets me less than enthusiastically and asks for my ticket; when I give him the envelope, he scoffs and asks me to get out the piece he needs.
I balance my cane against my hip- it falls, and no one offers to pick it up. I carefully balance my overstuffed backpack on my shoulders and bend down slowly to retrieve my support.
I hear heavy sighing by now from those behind me, but I remain calm. I manage to get my ticket out of the envelope and he gives it back almost as soon as he takes it. I wheel my suitcase over to the luggage compartment and once again get bumped from behind from someone who is apparently in more of a hurry than the rest of us.
Slowly, I make my way up the three steep stairs and find that, despite being one of the first in line, the seat with extra leg room is taken. And it smells like chicken and farts.
I find a seat, and settle in; I know it will be okay. For in four and a half hours, I will see my favorite person in the world.
Aside from the pain, rudeness, and smells, I also know how fortunate I am that I am able to make this trip a few times a year. I live on a fixed income, and extra cash is hard to come by, but somehow, some way (usually through the generosity of my family), I am able to purchase this ticket every now and then. For that, I am grateful.
Now... if people could just stop farting on the damn bus! The windows don't open, people.
Next year, I hope to be fortunate enough to make that same trip more often. I missed one of his concerts for the first time this year, and hate that I wasn't there- I'm his mom.
Oh yeah, and a trip to a tropical island with someone who is tall, dark, and handsome would be pretty fantabulous as well!
this post a part of Reverb10: Reverb 10 is an annual event and online initiative to reflect on your year and manifest what’s next. Use the end of your year as an opportunity to reflect on what's happened, and to send out reverberations for the year ahead.