Story of My Life...

So as some of you have already read, I am not a fan of the Toronto Transit. Let me tell you about my painful struggle to get home today after work.
5pm...ding ding..time to go home, I race out, stampeed my way down Bay st turn the corner and there is the street car so I haul ass to try and get there before it leaves, low and behold i make it..yay...I knew if i missed it the one behind me would inevitably "short turn", story of my life..lol.
I make my way to the back and sit down, I am tired, Hot and cranky from all the rude people I delt with at work today. As i sit alone, taking up 2 seats I feel myself drifting off.........All of a sudden I hear the electronic girl say Coxwell Ave..sigh...I was semi relieved that I missed the boring part of the ride due to my cat nap. So I sit and watch all the people get off but a few, then i hear the driver say " sorry guys, last stop. Wait for the bus, street cars aren't running down Queen as of right now." FUCK!!! EVERY NIGHT!!!
I get off the street car and painfully walk east. It is hot and I am wearing a leather jacket (not so smart) AND my leg still hurts from the good ride we had on Sunday.
I walk past Kingston Rd, Woodbine and I see a string of traffic all the way down Queen, not moving at all. I continue to walk past Lee ave and I see police. At Wineva and Queen there is what some people like to call an "ACCIDENT", accident my ass, more like retarded fucking people. Two full size pickups collided and one was backed up against a building...I look and keep walking, 2 more blocks and I am home, I hear a loud roar and I look behind me..hahahaha there's the bus I was waiting for....looks like walking is faster!!!