So today started out at a stink level. From the moment it was 11:59 yesterday and it turned into 12am today, my day was not fun. I’ll just say I was on duty, meaning I was the First Responder to all things going on in UHall, and even though there was NOTHING going on in UHall that required my attention, I was still called several times in the middle of the night. And no, I don’t mean at like one in the morning middle of the night, I mean like 3:30am, then 4am, kind of middle of the night. The kind you don’t recover from, and when you do, you’re called again, an hour later.
BUT THEN I was going down the stairs in the subway to go pick my babysitting kids up from school and the 6 train was THERE ready to leave, so I started running because the next one wouldn’t be for another good 10 minutes, and everyone on the stairs parted for me and several people started yelling “Go go go go go!” and when I made it, people cheered.
I made it on the subway, and people cheered for me. Thanks, New York.