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Saturday, March 26, 2011

Go-Card Stress


The roomies and I decided to head to the movies for a relaxing Saturday night. We decided to see the Little Red Riding Hood movie, made by the Twilight director. I can honestly say it was one of the worst movies I have ever seen…. But it was so bad, that it was good. The acting was terrible, and there was really just nothing creative about the movie at all. We got a lot of inside jokes out of the movie though, so that’s always good. A memory for sure.  I wish I saw Gnomeo and Juliet :( My favorite part about the movies is getting popcorn; that’s actually the main reason I go. I couldn’t really care less about the movie... That’s when you know you have a popcorn addiction. You may ask, why don’t you just save yourself the time, money, etc and make some at home? As much as you argue that they taste the same, deep down… you know they don’t. You know that there is no way to reproduce that delicious flavor in a simple microwave, or even popcorn machine.




The movie theatre is in SouthBank, which is officially THE awkwardest place to get to by public transit. I think it might just be faster to walk. We all have different theories of the fastest way to get to Southbank, and we’ve tried them all. We’ve tried the way where you take one bus and transfer on another, but you never make the transfer bus on time, so you end up being late. We’ve tried the "take the bus to the train, and then take the train to movie theatre" way, but we never make the train. We’ve also tried the "take the bus to the city, and walk across the bridge to the movies" method. This seems to be the fastest. We’ve decided we’re going to ask the locals for their opinion on the matter.

One thing I observed at the movies was the “occupancy” section the bathroom. Instead of saying “occupied” on the stall, it says “engaged”. Interesting word choice. I like it!

Muahahaha.


We decided to head home straight after the movie. We were all so tired, and decided to call it quits for the night. This leads me to my introduction of a new-found anxiety of mine – “Go-Card-Stress”. How the bus system works here is that you get a “go-card,” and you load it with a certain amount of money, say twenty dollars. When you get on the bus you touch your card to a sensor, and it says “however-much available”. This part is easy. The stressful part about it is that you need to TOUCH the sensor when you get off, otherwise they just continue to charge you. The problem is, when you get on the bus, you put all your stuff away, including your go-card, back into your wallet. Then, when it’s almost your stop, and you have just put your seven grocery bags around your forearms, in preparation of making the most painful walk home, you realize that you haven’t got your go-card out! But, you have to touch off! But sometimes, the whole bus will be waiting for you to find it, because you’ve maybe haven’t put it back in its original spot! Just saying, it’s stressful.  


The Infamous Sensor. 

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