The change machine at Ashby BART swallowed my $20 bill this morning and gave me $5. I was getting all ready to be furious about it when the station agent told me they'd had that problem with the machine before, they were sorry, and they'd give me a pass for my commute both ways today and mail me a refund for the rest of the money. She was incredibly nice about it and everything went very smoothly.
My train had brake problems and stopped and started from Ashby to the transbay tunnel. A few hundred feet into the tunnel it stopped in a screech of brakes and a cloud of chemical-smelling smoke. It stayed there for a few minutes while the operators talked about it, then stopped and started the rest of the way to San Francisco. The driver came into the first car a couple of times to apologize. Once in San Francisco, the train stopped and started to Civic Center station and then went out of service. We piled off onto the platform, and the next SFO train pulled into the station after only a couple of minutes.
Naturally, on my way out of the 24th Street station the agent was extremely sweet and polite as she okayed my "I got gypped by the change machine and all I got was a pass to 24th Street" pass. As soon as I got outside the station I got soaked by the pouring rain and the wind whipping it in under my umbrella, but there wasn't anyone around that I could blame for that.
Couldn't someone please just give me some attitude so I can take this crap out on them?
Edit: Crap. I just went to look up how to get a copy of my transcript from the university, and of course I found out that the office I needed to get to was closing sooner than I could get there. But then I found out that I'm still in the student database and I could just get all my old class schedules that way, which was much easier and was all I needed. So I guess I'm having a good day after all.Posted by dianna at April 8, 2005 10:10 AM