Birthday wish

My birthday wish was thwarted by poor preparation. I was scheduled to work late on my birthday so I had the morning off - a perfect opportunity to give myself a present of a nice massage and happy ending. After seeing a review of one of the many massage parlors in the city (one that was not near my temporary office) I decided to hop on a bus and get there about the time they opened.

The directions in the local free alternative newspaper seemed pretty clear but they were for drivers getting off the highway. I figured I knew the neighborhood pretty well so I went on instinct. My instinct failed me.

I took a bus to an intersection where I thought I should take the first right. It looked good - an industrial area near one of the air dance strip clubs I never patronize, probably a mob-protected area. However none of the streets matched the ones in the newpaper. I walked around the auto salvage yard and the graphic house and the taxi company before I decided to go back to the main street and maybe catch the next bus to the MP about a mile up the road.

As I got out to the bus stop a beat up Chevy van with some contractor's name on the side went by and the passenger yelled to me. I panicked a little, thinking it was someone I knew. I started creating excuses to explain why I was where I was in the middle of a weekday morning. I don't know too many construction workers so I figured if he ever remembered, I decided to just deny it was me.

I must have been between busses so I decided I would just walk back downtown and save my trip (and my money) for another day. When I got to my office I did a mapquest search and found I was just a few blocks off. Oh well. I will have a couple of opportunities in the upcoming weeks including a trip to the big city where I can just disappear for an hour without anyone being the wiser.