You Think You Know A Place...

This morning I got on the wrong train.

It's not as bad as it sounds. I was running late, and I've been running late this whole week so I was really anxious to switch trains as fast as possible. When I got to Columbus Circle to switch to the #1 train, I heard a train, ran up to the #1 platform, and got on.

I was relieved, grabbed a seat, and pulled open the magazine I kept on me for my subway rides. It was awhile before I heard a street name announced and realized that the streets were going UP. I had gotten on the uptown train, and not the downtown train.

There is a pretty big happy hour for my company tonight and I feel like I've never looked forward to drinks so much before!