So post cats this morning, I actually caught the bus on Lombard! Well, I saw it pull up on 2nd St and I know they wait there for a little bit. I see the driver headed into the parking garage (to pee?) and ask how long he will be there. He tells me ten minutes, I ask if I can wait on the bus, he says ok. I get on the bus, which is empty (no driver either), and I just sit without paying. maybe it was wrong, but whatever. Septa has screwed me many a time over the years, so I don't feel too bad, plus he didn't ask when he got back in.
I take the bus from 2nd to 19th (so worth it) and head to the cats over there. Trying to get a prozac into a cat that hates you is quite a feat! She looks so innocent....but she is not. I startled the cleaning lady (I startle every cleaning lady) and finished up weighing the options for the immediate future. Do I walk to South and catch the bus to my next client or do I go to Metropolitan Bakery, then walk to Chestnut, go to the GAP outlet, and take the bus on Chestnut? In an effort to save money, I went to South St. for the bus. I am standing at the bus stop, all by myself, and the bus is coming right away! Yay! I step out in the street a bit as if to say "I want to get on the bus" and he drives right by me!!!! I throw my hands up and yell, "REALLY?!" There were passers by who saw what happened and felt my pain. I chased the bus down (Thank god for traffic and a red light), stand in front of the door, and he doesn't open it! I'm yelling through the door and he is ignoring me! I knock, he finally opened it and goes "What?" I said "I was at the bus stop on the corner and you drove right by me!" In a monotone voice with no emotion he goes, "I didn't see you." Um, I was the girl standing at the bus stop!!! You drive THE BUS! You just weren't looking!! Ugh, no apology, I finally get on the bus and head back to my hood to check on my lunchtime dogs. I guess it was my Septa Karma for not paying on the way down. I accept that.