Appreciating the Scooter

Yep, you heard it right…today I realize how thankful I am for the scooter. I had to take public transit in to work this morning since I’m going straight to the train station after work to visit my mother at the hospital on the Cape.

Taking public transit to work involves walking 10 minutes or so, waiting for a bus, taking the bus for 5-7 minutes, transfering to the subway, going two stops, then walking 7-10 minutes.

The bus and train arrived with no delays. In fact, everything about the trip was ideal (in terms of timing). However, the walking! It’s September so I’m ready for 50 degrees days already. But the mid-70’s temperatures and humidity resulted in me arriving at work with my off-white shirt nearly transparent because it was so saturated from sweat.

Nasty!

I’m now shirtless in my office with my shirt on the air-conditioning vent to dry off (yes, I have a private office).

Autumn can’t come soon enough.

5 Comments

  1. Comment by thleen on September 5, 2008 9:46 am

    shirtless friday. now there’s a visual.
    Karl, best wishes for a speedy recovery for your Mom.

  2. Comment by Melody on September 5, 2008 11:16 am

    Karl, you are the only friend I have that actually enjoys the cooler temperatures like me. I hope your mother gets better soon!

  3. Comment by jeff on September 5, 2008 5:40 pm

    I’m still researching scooter snow tires. I’ll order a pair for both of us when I find them. But seriously, hope your mum is feeling better, you’re a sweetheart for going down to help them out.

  4. Comment by snarl on September 6, 2008 8:37 pm

    Randy is a sweetheart, too. He came down the next night and joined me (drove straight to the hospital).

    Mom seems to be doing well…bored to death and ready to go home. Doctors say possibly Monday (after a heart stress test). Fingers crossed!

  5. Comment by Will on September 7, 2008 3:33 pm

    I gues nudity, even partial, is the logical next step after casual Friday. And to think someone I know is a pioneer!

    Best wishes to your mother!=, Karl.

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