I always hated Mondays…
I am a commuter half my life. And I’ve experience some of worst scenarios of commuting. I thank God that I haven’t experienced some holdups or bag snatching.
Right now, I am pissed with the fact that I woke up as early as 5:00AM to catch a bus trip at 6:00AM. Not a single bus in sight at the terminal. My butt touched a bus seat by 6:45AM. Travel time from my province to Quezon City should only take 45 minutes that early. But by 8:45AM, the bus is still in North Luzon Expressway (NLEX).
It was traffic in NLEX… supposedly an expressway.
Traffic in EDSA.
I’ll be late if I still proceed to my plan of going to my humble unit in Tomas Morato. I took a cab and head straight to my office with no laptop, no notebook, no tools in my bag. I felt naked!
I am a commuter and yet Ive never got used to these scenes! I hate that my time is wasted just sitting and unable to do nothing.
I reached my office at around 9:30AM… I am hungry and ate 2 bowls of Koko Crunch cereals in milk.
I hate Mondays! I will never, EVER love it…