The Metra...

I had my second interview with the non profit that is looking for an event planner.. they asked me back for a third interview so I am really hopeful this is the job!! : ) I dont think I have mentioned that this job is in the suburbs, so I take the train to a bus to the metra (the Illinois version of the Amtrak) out to the suburbs then walk to the location about 15 minutes from the train stop. The town is the most adorable place you have ever seen.. it is like the birth place of the land rovers. I swear, wisteria lane may just have popped right out of this adorable town. However, it isnt as adorable when your running late for a train and in a full out suit...

I had just finished my second interview with the executive director, I looked down at my watch and it was 5:45.. the next train into the city came in 10 minutes, and it was a 12 - 15 minute walk in a suit and heels.. So I began to speed walk in my suit and hustle through the suburbia streets trying to make the train (if I missed it I would have to wait another hour). As I jogged in my suit I looked down to see the back of my foot bleeding all over my new shoes, looks like new shoes for my mini marathon wasn't a good idea.. but I kept "speed walking"... As the train tracks came in sight I saw the RxR lights go on and the little stick that comes down to stop traffic lower and I was a good 5 minutes away... shit.

At this point I was hot and I was going to have to sit in the sun for an hour and wait for the next train.. So I ended up sprinting for this train, running. I kept getting funny looks from people but I didnt care. I didnt want to wait for the next train if I could make this one... running.. tripping.. running.. the train passes me. There are a few people sitting on benches laughing at me and I hear them snickering. I was so upset that I was just about to hit them. But then I looked around, no one got on that train. Everyone was sitting there reading their papers, listening to their iPods.. the train was a freight train. Ha. I was so concerned about getting on a train I didnt realize it wasnt the right train. Turns out, I made it to the stop with 5 minutes to spare and got on the train I wanted to, and only made a fool out of myself in front of about, 30 people.

Once I got on the train I distanced myself from the people at the stop because I think that my scurry to the train stop made a couple of their stomachs hurt they were laughing so hard. There was one booth left open on the car I got on, soon after I learned why that seat was the one left free.. the man sitting behind me had a bad case of some kind of cold/ flu. He was sneezing into his hands snot, for a good 10 minutes straight, cursing in between. He didnt stop, I swear to god.. Achoow... Shit... Achhow.. damn it... SFJSEJFSdfsefAChoooooow.. #$#@% .. you get the picture.... I couldnt help but laugh. He saw me rocking back and forth laughing, but it wasnt as much at him but at my life.