Tonight, no ride was available to me and so I walked home after clocking out at 11 p.m. Of course, people being people, I was honked at and ridiculed by jerks in cars within my first half mile. I lucked out and was seen by a co-worker pretty early into my late night walk. He offered me a ride and I happily accepted. What I thought was to be a ride all the way home turned out to be just a ride as far as he was going. Always the appreciative one, I thanked him for the distance he saved me from walking and forged on ahead on foot. What I didn't know was just how helpful he was. My workplace is 6.3 miles from home and the distance he drove me was just over half that length. (And probably the darkest part to walk.)
I walked a total of three miles tonight and it took me maybe an hour. Not bad considering the backpack on my shoulders, the dark ground at my feet, and my frequent stopping to check and send Twitter updates on my phone. (Geek!)
Some Twitter highlights:
"Got a ride. Cool."People in cars can be jerks to people on foot. I'm just glad to be home, safe and sound. I've got Bellini on the opera channel, a Rogue Mocha Porter in a frosty mug, and a nice, warm laptop on the top of my lap.
"Partial ride. Maybe 3 miles of walking to go."
"Why people gotta honk at people who walk?"
"Ha Ha. Your beer can missed me."
If you're reading this, thanks for reading this.