This day has been a very shitty one, literally.
To start, I am carless - not to be confused with careless. Also not to be confused with carfree. I am carless so that means without a car, without a choice. Why? Bo samochód się zrypał and for good this time. I’m a little sad about it. That was a good car. I drove it all over- in my hometown, to my first big job in Baltimore, in the Big Apple, in Warsaw, all over Poland, to Berlin. Bummer. I even shed a tear when I went to the mechanic to say my final good-byes.
So anyhow, that means Misiu and I have to trade off between bus and public transport. Every Friday Misiu is out of town so it’s the bus for me, all over town.
As I walked the kids to school this morning, I was feeling pretty good. The girls had woken up by themselves and had dressed themselves with minimal fuss. We were out the door with plenty of time to spare. As I left the school and glanced at the clock, I knew I would make it to the bus on time. Ding-dong, all’s well. Then as I stepped outside, a very nasty bird made a very nasty mess on me. I know it’s supposed to be good luck, but do jasnej cholery, it isn’t. I cleaned it off the best I could with a tissue and told myself that it wasn’t so bad.
And it wasn’t. I caught my bus even with time to spare. Ding-dong, all is well and I’m on my way to work. The bus was a bit crowded especially with the lady and her dog. We drove, we stopped, we drove, we turned, we lurched – all the fun of riding the bus. The lady with the dog got off and the folks who had been standing around her relaxed and took advantage of the extra space to move around a bit. Ding-dong, all was well…except for some terrible smell. City buses are not known for their sweet smell, but this was especially putrid. Ah, the lady and the dog had left a nice present for us. It was especially priceless for the 6 of us in the center of the bus who had managed to step in it and spread it around. So much fun for the small fare of 3 zl.
8 comments:
I would title the post 'oh shit' ;)
I'm speechless.
A to Polska wlasnie...
What car was it? And what happened to it?
Sorry to hear (read) you had a shitty day. I had one on Wednesday. First my 9 months old son pooed 3 times (!) in a play pen in the pool changing room (very embarrassing!) and then my daughter (also 9 months) left a smelly pressie on a carpet during the nappy-free time just before the bath. Everyone has a shitty day some time. Let's just hope it's not too often!
xx
Once I traveled by tram (Krakow, the middle of the city) with smelly pigs. First we noticed THE smell then we heard the reason. It was fun. But anyway- when I visit Poland I lose weight.one reason is walking and taking a mass transp.
iwona
So I guess the moral is that I was due for a shitty day ;)
Papageno -And my car was (is) an old Ford. You want it maybe?
I already have a car that needs fixing and I'm on a constant lookout for (angry) birds :)
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