Good luck storming the castle....

So I was waiting for a bus around 11pm but it seemed as if there was no such thing as buses anymore. Why would I say this? Because I was standing at the 79th street terminal with a complaining guy on a bike(!) and a shadowboxing homeless man that just happened to be cackling like a coked out hyena. Now I can't tell you which made less sense to me between the two but it was a very close race because it made no sense that a man with a bike at his disposal would be mad that there was no bus. The other guy needed no explanation. When a bus finally showed up it just sat at the end of the terminal with its lights off. WTFF?!?? I had been at the terminal for about 20 minutes! The bike guy rolled over to the bus to ask when the driver was pulling out. When he came back he said that the bus driver gave a 20 minute expectation. 20. minutes. The guy on the bike said "skip that! I'm gone." and rode off. At that point it looked as though the homeless man lost his shadow boxing match and walked off. I didn't want to be at the stop by myself so I figured I could make good time walking to 69th street.

So I started walking. About 3 minutes into my trip the bus that was back at the terminal passes me. **Vroooom!!** Dude. Well, I wouldn't see another bus for at least 1/2 an hour so I didn't sweat it. "VVVRRROOOOMMMMM!!!!!!" 5 minutes later. Shit. At this point I'm thinking about cancelling my trip but I had not ate that evening and White Castle was at the end of my trip. Mmmmm. Sliders. Plus, I kept thinking about the hyena boxer and I didn't want to end up someone's leather suit because I wasn't paying attention.

At this point I'm painfully aware of every inch of the sidewalk between me and White Castle. as I pass the halfway mark I see a two guys coming my way, one with a bike. WTH!! My mind starts messing with me.

Mind: Here we are walking like Gunga Din and this asshole is walking with his bike.

Me: Yeah, but what about it?

Mind: If we had that bike we would be home, eating sliders by now!

Me: Yeah, but we are not so suck it up.

Stomach: We COULD be if we take his bike....

Me: Shut up, Stomach!! You are the reason we are out here in the middle of the night as it is!

Stomach: No, the reason we are out here is because your old ass took a NAP when I wanted to get food at 8pm!

Mind: You know, he's right...

Me: Shut UP!! The both of you!!

So once I get to White Castle I end up ordering $21 worth of food. (Note: You should never go get food when you are hungry. You will go broke.) I brought a book bag with me because the last time I got White Castles on the bus I got cussed out because they stunk up the entire bus. I figured if I put them in the book bag I could muffle the smell on the trip back. As I wait on the bus for the return trip I notice that more and more people are coming out of the house. Being the paranoid person I am I think they are coming for my burgers. No one was coming for my burgers. In fact, when I got back to the house the rest of the family was already eating White Castles. Where THE hell did they get burgers and when?!?!?! Man, forget you guys!