Welcome to Day 1 of the MTA transit strike. A day Iím still in shock came. My second dad/co-worker Mark loaded his son, 2 co-workers and I in his mini-van and hoped for the best. We left around 8am and by a miracle I canít explain, we made it by 8:45am. Mark is a wise man and decided to take the Brooklyn Battery tunnel, which cost money, as opposed to taking the bridges. Giddy with our luck, we took time out to have pancakes and coffee.
Work was super quiet for 4 hours while people trickled in and told their war stories. I went to Tekserve, who are awesome, and got to walk down super quiet 5th avenue. All your heard was foot traffic and peopleís conversations. It was kinda nice.
As the day went on, I was concerned about the commute home. The local news showed crazy lines at Penn Station and Grand Central. Rumor was that both stations had to shut down. So much that they had to shut them down, but Mark came through for me again. The trip was a little longer, but everyone in the car has such an awesome fun attitude, it just became an adventure. My kind boss told us we donít have to go in tomorrow, so my Christmas break is starting early. I wish everyone luck tomorrow. I have a feeling the adventurous attitude will wear thin by tomorrow evening.