Rough Morning

I have been without a car for a few weeks.  It hasn't hurt too bad. I have used public transportation and my friends have helped a great deal.  Last week I had to use public transport to get TO work. my first time. It turns out I started out too late. I need to use 2 trains and a bus for the last leg of the trip. The bus carries me to the door of my office building. BUT unbeknownst to me, the bus does not run all day. It runs for a few hours in the AM and a few hours in the PM. This particular morning, I arrived to the bus stop 10 minutes too late.

The next bus arrived 20 minutes later, but alas, it was not going to my destination. The bus driver was helpful. He told me where to go and what bus to catch next. OK! All is not lost. So I'm at the next bus stop, waiting patiently in the cold (did I mention I forgot my gloves) The bus pulls up, I have my paper transfer in my hand, someone asks me to pass them a schedule, the paper ticket is blown out of my hand - under the bus! The bus driver says she can't help me, I need to get it, but how?!? (Did I also mention that I am already 3 hours late?) At this point, I am way passed the Fuck It stage. My girlfriend works around the corner, but she has no car either. I go to her office and call the Sergeant sitting in for my boss. I tell him this day is a wrap for me (at 10:30am) and I will make my way back home. He offers to come and get me. The day gets better from there. A minor skurmish with the manager of Joyce Leslie over the phone, but nothing a call to their corporate office can't fix. and the day continues to improve.

I posted these simple words on the Book - rough morning. As soon as my sweetie saw it he text me asking if everything was okay. I knew he would.

Here's where we saw things differently: I thought of him throughout my morning...how if I let him know what was going on, he would immediately seek a way to help. Not a bad thing, he is my knight in shining armor, but he had enough on his plate that day without adding worrying about me to it. My little inconvenience was not enough to stress him (so I thought) I knew it would be over sooner than later.

He doesn't see it that way. He wants to know the little details and not have to hear about them second hand: through FB or a friend. Even just an fyi would suffice.  I can understand that...it's a process for me, something I have to consciously work on, but I will work on it. I hate to have him disappointed in my for any reason.