![]() ![]() Yeah, it’s a trip.Ĭhecking the time again, I continued to worry. but wound up taking the Metro back to the Pentagon to take the commuter bus to my car to drive home. I made that mistake last week, and then waited at the very front of the line until after 6 p.m. when the restrictions are lifted in the HOV lanes, and I end up on the bus again? I stayed pretty calm when that happened last week, but I may not be able to handle it again tonight.įinally, I got closer to the front of the line, but I refused to get my hopes up. I tried counting all of the people waiting ahead of me in line, but stopped after about 12. It seemed the slug line was barely moving, and I silently cursed each car that created any sort of obstruction in the road, preventing slug drivers from possibly getting to us faster. ![]() ![]() Five minutes passed and then 10, then 20. My heart sank, as it usually does when this happens, and I trudged to the end of the line. and, much to my dismay, walked out the door to find a very long slug line filled with people headed for the Horner Road Commuter lot in Woodbridge. Yesterday evening, I left my office just after 5 p.m. And if you do slug, and you hate the cold as much as I do, you know just how right I am about this. If you don’t slug, you may think I’m being overly dramatic. And the unpredictability of slugging, of not knowing how long you’ll be waiting in the slug line, freezing and shivering and pathetic, well, that’s pretty much the worst. It’s almost painful just to stand in the slug line, counting down the number of riders in front of you before you’re in a warm car.Īs much as I love slugging, cold, dreary weather can make it pretty miserable. The walk from my car to the slug line in the morning and back in the evening seems so much longer in the cold, especially with that biting wind and all the nasty rain and snow we’ve had lately. But more than anything else, I dread slugging in the cold. I hate cleaning my car off in the morning, and I don’t drive well in icy conditions (really, does anyone?). I hate walking our puppy in the snow it’s too distracting for him and he only wants to eat the snow or play in it. And unless the snow is significant enough to close the government, or at least get us a telework day, I’m not interested. That taste of 70-degree weather was such a tease, just to be followed by a dusting of snow at the end of the week. ![]()
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