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The most bizarre commute
Dec. 5th, 2002 08:25 amThe weirdest part is that this started with a dream.
My brother (the one who'll be in Africa until Friday) and my cousin Sam (drummer in a metal band in Denver) both decided to move to Seattle (now located just a little south of Boulder, CO) and attend school here at the UW. Sam borrowed his mother's car to drive us all into work/school in the morning and I was arguing with my brother over the parking situation and how many people we needed for a carpool. Eventually the speeding got to me, and since Sam was driving from the passenger seat, I took the wheel and managed to keep it under 50. (They'd posted speed limit signs along the way for the first time.) About the time I realized that the road we were on was really in Colorado Springs, I woke up.
Not an hour later, I was standing at the bus stop, still a tad groggy from sleep, reading my book, and up zips a pair of women in a green station wagon. She asks me if I'm heading to the U, and do I have a UPASS? If so, do I want a ride?
I spare a brief moment for thoughts of safety, but hop on in. Turns out that Jane (the driver) has been soliciting people for rides for a few weeks now, just to keep down her parking costs. If you're staff, you need two other people to make a carpool (four if you're a student - what I was arguing with Dru about in my dream) and then you don't have to pay the horrendously high parking fees that it takes to park on-campus.
The procedure was also a bit different from my dream - we handed over the UPASSes to have them scanned in (so that you can't belong to more than one carpool per day) instead of merely waving them, as in my dream (the babies waved them to, and I remember a big sign at the dream-parking-booth saying 'We respect your baby's space!')
I haven't been awake for an hour, and already my weird-o-meter has hit the top of the scale.
My brother (the one who'll be in Africa until Friday) and my cousin Sam (drummer in a metal band in Denver) both decided to move to Seattle (now located just a little south of Boulder, CO) and attend school here at the UW. Sam borrowed his mother's car to drive us all into work/school in the morning and I was arguing with my brother over the parking situation and how many people we needed for a carpool. Eventually the speeding got to me, and since Sam was driving from the passenger seat, I took the wheel and managed to keep it under 50. (They'd posted speed limit signs along the way for the first time.) About the time I realized that the road we were on was really in Colorado Springs, I woke up.
Not an hour later, I was standing at the bus stop, still a tad groggy from sleep, reading my book, and up zips a pair of women in a green station wagon. She asks me if I'm heading to the U, and do I have a UPASS? If so, do I want a ride?
I spare a brief moment for thoughts of safety, but hop on in. Turns out that Jane (the driver) has been soliciting people for rides for a few weeks now, just to keep down her parking costs. If you're staff, you need two other people to make a carpool (four if you're a student - what I was arguing with Dru about in my dream) and then you don't have to pay the horrendously high parking fees that it takes to park on-campus.
The procedure was also a bit different from my dream - we handed over the UPASSes to have them scanned in (so that you can't belong to more than one carpool per day) instead of merely waving them, as in my dream (the babies waved them to, and I remember a big sign at the dream-parking-booth saying 'We respect your baby's space!')
I haven't been awake for an hour, and already my weird-o-meter has hit the top of the scale.
