Some of us went full speed ahead when we decided to commute via bus and some were a little apprehensive. When trying anything for the first time doubts can cloud the mind and even keep us from doing the new activity. Joyce, however, faced her fears head on!
Read Joyce’s story on how she overcame her commute fears.
Nervous but a bit excited, I arrived a few minutes early for my first day of riding the bus.
Prepared to defend my spot in line no matter what, I was ready to stare down any line-jumpers, regardless of how scary they might look. As I walked up to my stop, I found a short line consisting of people in business attire working on their phones. Hmmm, well, I wasn’t going let my guard down. Any one of them could muscle their way in front of me as soon as the bus pulled up. That nice looking mom-type behind me with the bob haircut and briefcase? Yeah, I was keeping my eye on her.
As my bus pulled up about half the people in line calmly stepped forward, still keeping their order in line. Clearly they sensed I wasn’t going to let anyone get away with anything.
As I boarded the bus, I had my ORCA card in hand. Certain I would fail to “tap” my card correctly (nothing could be that easy), I was prepared for total embarrassment as I would have to ask the driver for help, holding up the line in the process. But when they say you just tap it that was really all there was to it.
Relieved that I was near the front of the line and would probably be able to snag one of the last seats, I looked up to scan for an empty spot. The bus was empty but for the few people that had boarded before me! Nearly overwhelmed with choice I grabbed a seat about halfway back.
I felt prepared: a plastic seat cover, disposable gloves, face mask; you know, the usual. Everyone knows the bus is dirty, grimy and who knows what might be on that seat, right? I was shocked, but pleasantly surprised, to see that the bus was actually quite clean. It was not the aging vinyl seats of the 1980’s Metro buses. No, these seats were clean, cloth, cushioned and comfy.
Feeling slightly let down at how easy this had been so far, I relaxed and looked out the window. My mind wandered to how this could still go horribly wrong. Surely the driver would skip my stop. Someone who hadn’t showered in three months would get on and sit right next to me. Someone would get on with a cat and make my allergies flare. But no, shockingly it all went smoothly.
As I think back on it, it was much easier than battling traffic. I even had some time to read. If anyone cut us off, I wouldn’t have even noticed.
I think I’ll do this again tomorrow and if no ninjas hijack the bus, this might become my new commute.