Post-Schna-ulations

Odds & Ends

Several small stories from my day (and it's still early...):

- I was walking from my office building to a building about a block away, but across two streets (the intersection of death - they have to have a cop there to help people cross the street). I was umbrellaless in the rain and got to one of the corners just as the light turned red. I hunkered down, determined to stay as dry as possible (you know, shrug the shoulders, tuck chin to chest, make yourself as compact as possible in a standing position). There was a guy next to me also waiting to cross who stepped over with his big umbrella and let me share the wealth. Apparently people in pittsburgh are generous with umbrellas (i recall another story jon told me once of walking with a friend to said friend's car in the pouring rain. said friend was umbrella-less, and someone in a car rolled down her window and GAVE SAID FRIEND HIS UMBRELLA).

- Going to the doctor sucks. I hate it. Sitting on a table in a little gown always makes me feel like a five year old (doesn't help that my feet dangle a good two feet off the floor). The jury is still out on rather it feels more ridiculous to sit there in that little gown all alone while waiting for the doctor or to sit there trying to TALK to the doctor.

- I almost got hit by a car AGAIN today (not at the intersection of death). The funny thing this time is that I think the guy was actually gunning for me. I had the walk and I started to cross. I noticed that this car was turning left, so I paused to make sure he saw me. Good thing I paused. However, he did stop then, as if he had noticed me late. So, I started to walk, interpretting that as an "oh, sorry, didn't see you, please cross" stop. Nope. As soon as I started to walk, he suddenly guns it and turns right in front of me. Another foot and I would have become intimately familiar with his right front bumper.

- I have no will power. Despite the fact that I know I will regret it for the rest of the day, as my stomach screams at me for being so weak, I'm eating a donut. I didn't buy it!! It was sitting there, calling me from the table in my office.

- Tonight, I shop.

- For any who have ever been in ANY of the UPMC hospitals, you have probably gotten lost at some point. One would think that a hospital, of all places, would follow some sort of organizational logic. Nope. Tunnels here and there to different buildings, entrances and exits onto the street on different floors (Sometimes ranging from 1 to 7 in the same building!), hallways that lead to nowhere, floors that are split in the middle, so that to get from one side to the other, you have to go down the elevator, across the building and back up. Basically, the hospitals make less sense than the streets in Pittsburgh, which is saying a lot.

- Tonight, I shop.

posted by Schna @ 1:03 PM