I did it. I'm sorry. - An Open Letter to My fellow Muni Riders

Dear Fellow Muni Riders,

I'd like to apologize. I'm sorry. It was all my fault.

See, last night there was this dinner at my sister-in-law's house.

The dinner was in honor of my father in law turning the big 79. My father-in-law is a great guy. You should be jealous of me with how great a father-in-law I have, but I just didn't feel like going out to dinner last night. I like Thursdays. Thursdays are my favorite night of the week. The TV viewing is pretty good. It's the penultimate day of the work-week. It's the night I get to sit back, sigh, and say "yay, tomorrow is Friday." Thursday evening is usually pretty good. Last night I was in the mood to have a nice, relaxing Thursday night.

Before I left work last night I said to my co-worker "maybe something will happen tonight on my way home so I won't have to go to dinner, so I can stay home."

Yes folks. I'm the cause. I screwed up muni last night. Because of my powerful power of thought, I'm the one responsible for downing the L lines at 36th and Sunset. I'm the one that caused all of the residual problems resulting in the loss of the L, K and M for the evening. I'm the one responsible for your horrible ride home. I'm the one who caused this . . .

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I hope you all got home safely and had a beverage of your choice waiting for you when you got home.

If it's any consolation, it took me 2 hours to get home and I still had to go to the sister-in-law's for dinner and we didn't get home until after 9pm.

Can you ever forgive me?

Andrea