I left the office last
night a little after 5:30pm. The metro was broken and it took over an hour to
get home.
I sat on metro underground
for an hour. When I finally arrived at my stop, I walked home, and began to dig
for my keys. I realize they are still in the office.
My first thought is to
call the apartment office and see if they can let me in with a spare key. The on-call
people said they don’t do that and that I need to call a locksmith.
So I just decide to
head BACK into the city and go get my keys.
I don’t want to get
back on the metro as the blue line was CRAP and broken- so I decide to cab it
back to the office. So I pull out my
wallet to get cash and realize….No wallet in purse. (I’m not sure WHAT I was
thinking when I left the office earlier.)
So I think- no biggie.
I’ll just uber back to the office. (uber is a car service and I have an app which I can pay for the service through my phone. No card/cash required.)
And then I remember I’d
just gotten a new debit card and Uber and Netflix were the two remaining things
I needed to update my card on file for.
So. I have no keys.
And no money.
So Kristy Campbell receives a text message from me at 6:40 saying: I need rescuing. What are the
chances you can help?
She answers
immediately. I explain what’s happening and she says “I’ll just call uber for
you.” Huge help. So uber arrives and I am taken back into the city. I arrive at
office and obviously can’t get IN to the building since I don’t have my keys
and I see the concierge lady who comes to the glass and says “I can’t let you
in.”
She opens the door to find out what I need and
says “I can’t let you in.”
I explained about my
keys and she said “You’ll have to get someone else to let you in.”
Welp. That’s stupid.
So I call Elizabeth, our office manager.
Goes straight to voicemail. Try again. Same thing. I text her. Nothing. (I later find out her phone had died.)
So I am standing
outside of our office building in the chilly weather when I decide to send a call for
help. I email the DC staff and say “I need help. Who can come back to the office
and help a girl out?”
Cricket…Cricket.
I hear nothing.
So instead of standing
in the cold- I walk over to Starbucks to sit in their café while I wait. And
during this time- my phone is dying.
So I have no way to
get into my apartment. I have no way to get into my office. I have no wallet.
And my phone is dying.
Starbucks CLOSES.
Seriously. They were done for the night and said “Miss, we need you to leave.”
So I begin to walk
back to the metro.
For what? Who knows. I
honestly have NO clue as to what I should do.(Did I mention my roommate is out
of the country? Yeah.)
Kristy messaged again
and said “I’ve got a plan. Head back to Pentagon City.”
So I’m walking back
and get back ON the broken metro. It took me 30 minutes to go TWO stops. (It's normally 11 minutes from my stop to the work stop)
At the 2nd
stop- my phone begins ringing. It’s Nathan. He can help!
So I jump OFF the metro- and get on another metro heading BACK to the office.
(anyone else exhausted at this point?)
I arrive BACK at the
office at 8:45pm. Nathan is there. He gets me into the office so I can grab my
wallet AND keys. He leaves. I leave. I jump in a cab to get BACK home. I get
into my home.
And that’s the end of
my insane story.
All day long I’d been
thinking about all I needed to do that night. I had a list of plans. One of
which was to make homemade soup, clean my apartment, drink some wine. You know.
Enjoy my night.
None of those things
happened. I arrived home at 9pm and fell into bed.
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