People I Meet

I was late to work again today.

People in my office usually get in between 8:30 and 9:00. I was just getting out of the shower at 9. I spent the morning skyping with my college roommate, who is doing her dissertation research in Brazil. Oh, and blogging. By the time we had wrapped up our convo, I had eaten breakfast and posted my blog entry, work emails were accumulating in my inbox and the red light on my blackberry was flashing. I managed to run out of my apartment at 9:15, only realizing I should have worn a coat as I stepped outside–another chilly day in SF. Whatever, I’ll live. I’ll just be a little cold.

The bus was arriving as I got to the stop and I fished in my purse for my wallet. The bus driver patiently kept the door open for me, watching as I pulled out my lunch, an old kleenex and my cell phone from my purse looking for my wallet. Uh oh, it’s not in here. I must have forgotten it when I switched from a black to a brown purse this morning. Ah ha, I thought, God doesn’t want me to be cold today. Now I can grab a coat! I waved at the bus driver and ran back home. I opened up my black purse. No wallet. Wth? Where is it? Omg, did Leah from the bus stop steal my wallet? Oh, it’s in the front pocket. Oops, sorry Leah.

I put on my coat and headed back out the door. Trip to work, take 2. I check my blackberry. D from the office says she’s waiting for me to give her edits to a document so she can continue working on it–the partner wants it ASAP. Argh.

I get on the bus, frazzled and a little stressed. There he is. I haven’t seen him in a while. He’s adorable. Latino, warm brown eyes, always impeccably dressed and listening to his ipod. And he never fails to smile at me when I see him on the bus. I smile back.

Thanks for having me forget my wallet and thank you for the cute boy on the bus.