A Day in the Life of My Introverted Self (and the Wild Ride That Was Today)
So, here’s the deal. I had a plan today. It was a simple one: go to class at 10 AM, head to my doctor’s appointment at 2 PM, and maybe squeeze in a nap somewhere. Sounds straightforward, right? Well, welcome to my life. The chaos began on the minibus, a ride everyone uses but is often driven by Hispanics in my area. Let me tell you—this bus was a whole experience. Someone decided to bless us with the worst-smelling fart imaginable π¨π€’. No escape, nowhere to turn, and I just had to sit there pretending it wasn’t happening while silently dying inside π. Oh, and the driver? Slow as molasses. I could’ve walked faster πΆπΎ♀️π¨. Then came the infamous 704 bus app fiasco π². It told me the bus was coming in TWO minutes, which was a straight-up lie. I waited twenty minutes before realizing I had been bamboozled ππ. At this point, I had no choice but to fork over $11 for a Lyft ππΈ. Sure, it was a lot cheaper than the $30 rides I’ve taken before, but still—a hit to my wallet. Finally, I m...