Sunday, July 28, 2013

Running Late

My work had a morale event recently and we went on a small 3-hour tour around the local lake. It was a fun trip with good food, nice drinks (I had two Italian sodas), a lot of casual discussions, and jovial behavior.

After the event, one of my teammates stopped me and one other team member to have a quick, impromptu meeting to discuss what needed to be done tomorrow. We then resumed walking up the hill, rounded the corner and I noticed the yellow school bus starting to drive away.

I turned to my first team mate and asked, "Are you heading back?" and he replied "I'm going back to my hotel."

I looked at the second and he said "I'm going home. I live around here...Is that your bus?"

"Yes"

"You better run!"

I started to run toward the bus which was at least 5 lengths away. The bus rounded the corner and stopped at a stop light on its way out of the parking lot.

As I ran toward the bus, 4 other coworkers who had driven in came around the corner the other direction and started laughing.

Some of the people in the bus started waving out the window, but a few realized that I needed to catch the bus and told the driver to wait.

I ran to the front of the bus, stopped next to the door, and waved at the driver. After some prompting from the passengers, he looked at me and then opened the door.

"Anyone else?" he said.

"Just me" I replied while everyone on the bus either laughed or clapped their hands. As I topped the stairs I took a small bow and quickly found a seat for the 30-minute trip home.

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