Got my first drop in weight on my check-in this week! It's only one lb. but I'll take it!

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OK, So this is my story for this fine evening. I had to work late and it ended up going very late (about 9:00 P.M).

I walk to my bike to find that my front tire is flat! I decide to walk 5 blocks to the express bus that drops me off almost in front of my house. I get there and call the CTA only to find out that it left for the last time 10 minutes ago.

So I walk another 3 blocks to the el - with a bike with a flat tire in a snowstorm.

I get up to the el (2 flights of stairs - el stands for elevated (above the street) train!) I put my card in the machine and find I am 25 cents short. All I have in my wallet is a $20. I have 3 options:
1) Put the 20 in the machine - you get no change out.
2) face the daunting task of going somewhere and get change - downtown chicago, believe it or not, rolls up the sidewalks at about 5:30 - its the neighborhoods that are jumpin at night.
3) beg.

I opted to put the 20 in the machine.

I wait about 20 minutes for the el (just missed one) and get on. sit down and smell something awful. I turn around to see 3 EXTREMELY smelly homless people sitting on the train in front of me. Here is their dialogue.

"clark and lake...."

"what?"

"we have to get off at clark and lake...."

"what???"

"We have to get off at Clark and LAKE!"

"WHAT????"

"WE HAVE TO GET OFF AT CLAAAARRRK AND LAAAKKKKEEEE!!!!"

"oh. ok"

so they get off at clark and lake.

I think "boy I am glad thats over"

However, it isnt. A few minutes after we leave the stop I hear from the other side of the train "dude, it isnt a big deal, just go to the back of the train, stick your finger down your throat and it will be over in 5 seconds...."


3 drunk frat boys, one a bit more drunk than the others having this lovely conversation about puking. I immediately ran to the next car, with my bike with a flat tire in my hand.

I am home now. Thank god!