A revolting development
I got out of Java class early enough tonight to catch the 9 pm bus home from the Metro. (Usually I get there ten to thirty minutes too late, and have to wait thirty to fifty. Such is the life of the public-transit–dependent; I’m long since used to it.)
Ah, lovely, I thought; I can take a nice leisurely shower and still get to bed on time.
Except there’s been a water main break out on the main drag, and so my apartment has no water. None.
Well, if that isn’t a revolting development…