Okay. So I have NO IDEA where my train pass is.
I am freking the fuck out.
This morning, I get on the train, sit down and go through my duffle bag for my pass. I open my purse and rumage through that too.
Nothing.
Panic set itself deep in my gut and my eyes started to tear up. So much I could barely see.
I immediately thought they were going to kick me off the train and I would have to call my job collect to let them know that I am a loser.
The conductor came to my seat next, and all I could mutter was, "I can't find my pass."
I must have looked pitiful.
He didn't even ask if I had cash to pay for my ticket into town. He just kept walking.
I love him for that.
He didn't have to let me go.
But he did.
I thank him for surprising me with his kind deed.
I think I'll make him cookies.
10:41 AM - Wednesday, Aug. 04, 2004
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