Kerri (solan_t) wrote,

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Okay, so maybe I am not over it.

Or maybe I am just hungry. meh.

There are times I adore the vanpool. Then there are times like this morning. I was the only one in the parking lot up until about 4 minutes before the van was supposed to leave, which is when the VAN showed up. Then D showed up and got in. At this point, it was time to leave, but shoot, there's P, just parking. She gets in, but well, gosh, there's K, just getting into the parking lot! 4 minutes after we were supposed to leave, we finally make it out of the parking lot.

I hear you, I hear you! You are saying 'but four minutes is nothing." No, it is not nothing. Four minutes is the difference between getting through 435 with light traffic, and hitting the start of the pile up.

Not to mention this is just sliding later and later, because the driver LETS THEM BE LATE. And gives me the 'but it's only a few minutes." The man will sit in the parking lot, waiting for people that never show up. "just one minute more'.

I knew I should have just driven myself, when it was 6:37 and still no van. I really should have, then I wouldn't have known what happened, now, would I?

Edit: is it bad that I have darn near sexually charged fantasies about leaving them all in the parking lot, wailing and gnashing their teeth?

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