B365V3.37 - Old haunts

So, after my self diagnosed bout of food poisoning, though I dare anyone to have what I had and call it anything less, I managed to drag myself through Friday, with my stomach and back still feeling somewhat stabby, but I was having the oddest of cravings for the last couple of days (no I am not pregnant) for one of the giant subs from the WalMart that  used to work at.  I am not one of those self righteous types when it comes to shopping, if WalMart has cheaper prices I will go there, but the one that I used to work at (another one of those second jobs from my radio days) is a good 50 minute bus ride from downtown. (As well as a two zone ride, whereas I have a one zone pass, a problem the Port Authority will be fixng come January, thanks to one of my vacation blogs, or at least I am taking credit for it.)  So after getting off of work I walked to the bus stop for the Lincoln Highway Flyer, with the jetpack in tow, if I was going to need to kill time, best I have internet access to dawdle with.

I get there and everything is just as I left it, save for a massive employee turnover.  Not that I was close to my coworkers there, it was a job, I got in and got out most days and was happy when the check came, that was it.  But there were only a couple of familiar faces, everybody else I couldn't even give a knowing nod too.  It is Walmart though, so I wasn't going to just buy  sandwich and leave, I walked around the store a bit, got some groceries and some clothes, including a new pair of swimming trunks, after last year's incident and the Vintage Grand Prix, where my junk was nearly left flapping n the breeze like a checkered flag.  Never have I been happier to not be porn star huge as I was that day, otherwise I would have been arrested and the only thing worse than being in public with your junk hanging out is being in jail with your junk hanging out.

As I was walking around the store, for a brief moment I thought, you know, I could still do this.  I could go back to working two jobs, it would help with the vacation fund that I need to start up for next summer, as right now that fund is pretty much non existent, it consists of my paid vacation time that I accrue this year (sitting at 6 days as of now).  Sorry, but Vancouver is going to cost more than that.  Summer up there looks to be more expensive than spring, but i want to go when the beaches are open.  I would like to go with someone this time too, but I don't see any volunteers in the offing for that.  

Anyway, as  I were, I was thinking that I could do this two job thing, especially if there is a tangible goal in the offing.  But then as I am busy doing the grocery thing I have one kid running up and down some aisles.  I wanted to trip him.  Later as I am shopping for swimwear I hear another kid crying, my first impulse is to grab a pillowcase and suffocate him.   finish my shopping and go outside to wait on the bus.  The thing is, while the bus there is a one bus ride, coming back is two buses, with a transfer at the Waterfront.  So I go to get on the first bus and there is a lady there trying to get an air conditioner onto the bus.  She can't even lift it out of her cart, god knows how she got it in there, but it is another annoyance I have to navigate around in order to get a seat.   get to the Waterfront and the next bus is literally right there, no wait.  Perhaps the fates looked kindly on me for putting in a full day's work when others would have called off, then set about to be productive afterwards.  But the kids and all the time spent on buses talked me out of the second job thing pretty quickly, the ride back to Oakland took 1.5 hours and I have no desire to spend 2.5 hours on buses when I have already put in a full day already.  Besides I would end up in jail, what with all of the kids I would kill.