I got on the Metro at Convention Center this morning to come to my house from Karriem's and I got on the northbound train. When the train pulled into the tunnel and stopped I realized that I had mistakenly gotten on the Yellow Line which was going out of service in order to turn around and go back the other way. I wasn't all that confortable being stuck in the tunnel, but I knew it wouldn't be for long. So when the conductor came through I immediately appologized and told him what I had done to which he responded by tearing me a new one about how I should know which train I'm getting on and how he doesn't make the "train is going out of service" announcement once the train has reached the platform. The thing was though that he didn't just tell me this and go on his way, he kept walking away and coming back lecturing me more. Now, I felt that I was justified in my confusion as I had yet to see a train going out of service without an announcement however, I refrained from defending myself as I was now stuck inside a tunnel on an otherwise empty train with, apparently, a madman! This was all quite terrifying to me, but he finally went on his way and I got on a Green Line and all was well, but I simply have to ask, Is Metro so hard of for labor that they'll hire a guy that gets this angry (by 10am no less?!?) or is there simply something about me that screams "be me to me, throw stuff at me in the streets!"
Last Friday, my computer (a gracious gift from Paul) which I lovingly adorned with purple and silver flames, started making crunching noises from the drive area and then commenced to shut itself off. It became painfully clear that I would need to purchase a computer (which seemed reasonable since I needed more memory anyway and the odds of me putting memory into my computer successfully were slim to none). So Karriem and I embarked on a bold adventure yesterday to the Apple store in Clarendon and I bought myself an Mac Mini (it's absolutely adorable!) and an HP All-In-One printer/scanner/copier whose posibilites delight me to no end. I also bought an I Pod mini because it was pink (is that wrong?). I spent some serious money, but I really felt good about my new technological capablilites. We came home and started setting things up and all looked well, except that we had to go to Radio Shack to get a converter for my mouse and keyboard. Upon our return, I realized I also needed a cord for my printer but left it till today. I loaded some music onto my I Pod (with the intentions of going to the gym today, which I did not) and Karriem and Sol and I had a great time messing around with the display settings.
I was so excited to get home from work today to play with my computer, unfortunately, when I turned the system on, the computer worked, but the monitor was just sitting there clicking. I hooked up my old computer to it and still nothing. Words could not express my rage. So I trucked myself down to Radio Shack again and spent another $300 for a new monitor, it's a flat screen (and then $20 for the printer cable) and FINALLY my computer works. Now my room is littered with owners manuals, plastic baggies and twist ties. All I know is, I better put some of this stuff to work for me cause that's an awful lot of money to be playing Free Cell.