so I decided that trekking to squan this morning would mean I would wind up on the RRE... so I hightailed it to long branch in an attempt to catch the 7:41.... the parkway was sluggish for some reason today so when I heard Todd on WPLJ's Big Show say "it's 7:43", I figured i'd catch the 7:50 (which is the 7:20 out of squan)
as I was trying to speed toward the station (which the fastest I could go was 28mph because of the slow-pokes in front of me) the railroad x-ing I usually have to cross had the gates come down and I saw - what would've been - my train barrel past.
shite.
I had a couple of minutes in which to get to the station, find a parking spot, shove my $2 in the numbered slot, run down then up the stairs, then jump on the train...
did this happen? no. I made it as far as shoving the money into the box when the train pulled away.
that's when I said "eff" and walked across the street to drunkin' donuts and got my coffee... only to walk back at a leisurely pace to allow my BP to lower and sat down in the vestibule-thing and read my book amongst the beeping of nextel phones, crunching of some chick eating snackwells, some woman having a sneezing fit and some guy on a gameboy... and I waited for the 8:24... which is - you guessed it - The Riff-Raff Express.
apparently the RRE goes hand in hand with the RRV (Riff-Raff Vestibule)
at least - looking at silver lining - I have more options for the train home tonight.
::: plunked in on my treO:::
