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Tuesday, September 7, 2010
So, I had to go to Buckhead for a meeting this afternoon. And Buckhead is all of six miles from my house.
I figured I could catch the bus at Noon and get there in plenty of time.
I was wrong.
Question: Which is worse?
A - That it took me 1 hour and 29 minutes to travel six miles or so on the bus?
B - That fact that the Iphone battery so sucks that by the time I arrived at my meeting more than half of the juice was gone?
Both options are unfortunate..and frankly, unacceptable. That said, I am going to go with A since I had people waiting for me.
(Sidebar – I also managed to fall OFF the bus once I did disembark thanks to all the thoughts swimming around in my head – but that is another story all together.)
As for getting home after the meeting, well, there was considerable drama there too.
I was able to utilize the free BucRide shuttle (http://www.bucride.com/Blue-Line.html) to get to the train station.
This was immensely helpful as a) the BucShuttle sticks to its schedule; b) it took me to the closest train station, thereby saving me time in the form of not having to sit in traffic on Piedmont to get to the station the Marta bus serves and C) this also allowed me to catch the 4:35 bus at Dunwoody so I wouldn’t have to walk home from the Sandy Springs station.
Win. Win. Win!
I got to my stop, exited the train, and as I made my way to the bus bay I was almost run over by a dude in a red shirt who was racing up to the platform.
Not a big deal, I figured he was just running to catch his train.
Been there, done that, got the tee shirt.
I continued on my merry way and exited the station and then sat on the bench waiting for the bus.
So, you can imagine my surprise when about 5 minutes later I hear this woman from inside the turnstiles yelling something – I couldn’t make out WHAT she was yelling – loudly.
I got up from my seat outside of the station to see what the fuss was about and at that moment the same dude in the red shirt races by me toward the exit turnstiles.
I started to make my way over to the exit area to trip him or something when all of the sudden a Marta cop LEAPS from the third step and tackles the guy.
I’m talking old school Ricky “The Dragon” Steamboat take down.
Whoever said Marta cops aren’t badass hasn’t seen this particular cop in action.
So the cop lands on the guy in the red shirt, and also manages to knock down a sign that was posted by the exit, and holds him as his partner brings up the rear. Cop #2 shows up within seconds …with the lady who was yelling for help not far behind him.
To the guy in the red shirts credit, he didn’t struggle at all. They zipped tied his hands behind his back and off he went to wherever they take alleged perpetrators.
All of this transpired in no more than one minute.
Forget about Action Jackson. Forget about Chuck Norris. I want this Marta cop on my side when the shit hits the fan!
And while I am the first person in line to complain about what Marta is doing wrong, I’m also the first person to admit when they do something right… and hiring this leaping Robocop was definitely right in my book.
In closing, I’d like to thank all our public safety personnel for their efforts to keep the general public safe. It’s a thankless and dangerous job. And you ARE appreciated!