Scarborough

So I went all the way to Progress Avenue and sat in the basement of Centennial College's main campus waiting to sort out my loan documents. It took me almost an hour and a half to get there and then an hour and a half of waiting. Getting home took about two hours as I sat on a subway train stuck between Warden and Victoria Park Stations. The train eventually went back to Warden and we were advised to go take a shuttle bus. While waiting for a shuttle bus, we were told the subway was now open. After waiting for the subway, I got on a packed car with broken AC. After a few stops, I hopped off and waited for the next train.

Speaking of my day in Scarborough, here's a funny thing to check out. Read the comments for this hotel.

Social parasites

I realize my anger will sound like nothing short of a rant, especially to those bleeding heart imbeciles who actually sympathize with the Toronto Transit Commission employees.

But thanks guys for making me miss my lunch date with my Grandmother. I realize you have a hard life when you're making roughly twice what I am or more and trying to get by. I realize how hard it is to sit on your ass all day trying to collect tickets. $26 an hour just isn't right. It must be so hard dealing with angry customers all day face-to-face. I mean you have to deal with unruly customers, unlike all those losers who work for minimum wage! You should get a raise! Wait, you did but turned it down. Ah, shucks. Out of the blue, people can't rely on you. Now they have to drive home on a Friday night. Yeah one or two people might die in drunk driving accidents, but that's beside the point isn't it? I mean, the economy's bad, how's anyone supposed to live off a TTC salary? I'd write more supporting you guys, but I have to get up early and call my Grandmother and tell her I won't be around tomorrow afternoon. Scumbags.