Salt Lake Adventures

It's funny how my world has changed since I started working in Salt Lake. I have seen a few things and talked to some interesting people.

1. One Friday, as I was waiting for the TRAX, a guy came over and sat close to me. He said, "Hi." I said, "Hi," back. Funny how such a simple word can lead to so much more.
   He then decided I was a good person to talk to and proceeded to tell me how he is now "legal" to go to Windover and start his great weekend. He told me about how he knows cops, and kept saying "legal"--whatever that means.
   Then he started talking about how he doesn't get into fights. He walks away. And he has a girlfriend who's waiting for him in Windover. And he takes care of his mom, who is old. And he has a black belt in Karate.
   Hmmm.
   
2. I got on the train and a guy who was listening to the whole conversation said, "I saw that guy in Windover last week. He got mad at a guy and popped him over the head with a bear bottle." He's not supposed to go back.
   And I care why?
   
3. Earlier this week, I was waiting for my train, again. As I was sitting there, a man (a different man) cam over and sat next to me. "My foot hurts," he says. I said something like, "Oh, that's too bad."
   I guess that was my permission to let him proceed to tell me about his big blister on the bottom of his foot. Next thing I know he is telling me all about his gangreen.
   Ewww.
   
4. Today, as I was riding the bus, I saw something interesting. I was close to my bus stop, but a stop before mine were a bunch of cop cars and an ambulance. As we got closer, I finally saw the scene. There was a man on the top of a bus, with his shirt off, and his hands up in the air. The ambulance was standing by in case something happened, and the cops were all gathered around the bus, waiting to see what this crazy guy was going to do.
   I want to know how the guy got on top of the bus, and what he was trying to do. Was he trying to get a better view of his ride... ride the bus without being notices... make a statement?
   
5. This last one is a story I hear... kind of scary.  A little before I left work, a man was shot at the Grand America Hotel. Apparently, he was in military garb and telling everyone he was in training. But he was carrying around a loaded gun.
   Someone called the police, and when the cops arrived, the man shot an officer. So, the cops shot back and ended up killing the guy.
   They don't yet know what the guy was doing or who he is.
   This was only three blocks away from where I work.

Anyway, those are my Salt Lake Adventures.

My Weekly Schedule

Monday

5:30 - woke up and got ready for work
6:30 - boarded the bus
6:30 - 7:30 - slept on the bus
7:30 - got off the bus, boarded the train, got off the train, and walked to work
8:00 - Work
12:00 - lunch break. Breifly. I think it was more like half and hour.
12:30 - back to work
5:00 - rushed out the door to catch the train to my bus stop
5:25 - boarded bus
7:00 - got home and died for the rest of the night. I seriously could not move. I was so tired. At some point I did make Visiting Teaching calls. But that took a ton of energy.
9:00 - took shower
9:30-10:00 - went t bed

Tuesday

5:30 - woke up and got ready for work
6:30 - boarded the bus
6:30 - 7:30 - slept on the bus
7:30 - got off the bus, boarded the train, got off the train, and walked to work
8:00 - Work
12:00 - lunch break. Could have been a little later than this. Don't really remember. I had lunch at some point though. I think it was good. Hmm.
12:30 - back to work
5:00 - rushed out the door to catch the train to my bus stop
5:25 - boarded bus
7:00 - got home, tried to help the sis fix dinner, printed out meeting agendas and training for night's meeting, tried to make some grilled-cheese sandwiches. I think my sister took over cause I was too busy running around the house trying to gather everything together and print out a map to a place in Elk Ridge.
7:30 - rushed out the door and got lost on my way to Elk Ridge.
7:45 - finally arrived at my destination and began my Visiting Teaching
8:00 - rushed out of this sisters house because my councilors were looking for me and asking questions. Had to stop home to grab everything for the meeting.
8:30 - finally started RS Pres. meeting. Whew.
10:00 - meeting ended and I went home
10:15 - finally got a something a little more substantial to eat. I was hungry
11:30 - finally made it to bed.

Wednesday

6:00 - woke up and got ready for work. I was so tired and really didn't want to get up at 5:30
7:00 - drove to work
8:00 - Work
12:00 - Yummy lunch at a place called Bay Leaf Cafe. I had the Jamaican Jerk. Yum. We went out to eat as a department cause one of my co-worker was leaving. Sad.
1:00 - back to work
5:20 - Listened as someone told me I needed to go home cause I looked tired. I felt okay
5:25 - left work and drove home
6:45 - got home and cooked some pizza. Talked to my sis too. That was nice. But also had to get some things together for another meeting
7:30 - Rushed out the door cause I was half an hour late to Institute
7:40 - Arrived late at Institute
8:30 - Had a Popsicle. I know... you're jealous
8:35 - Had a meeting with my RS Visiting Teaching Coordinator
9:45 - Went home and ate and apple.
10:30 - Took a shower
11:00 - went to bed

Today

5:30 - woke up and got ready for work
6:30 - boarded the bus
6:30 - 7:30 - slept on the bus
7:30 - got off the bus, boarded the train, got off the train, and walked to work
8:00 - Work
12:20 - walked to Subway and bought lunch for me and my boss.
12:30 - ate while working
5:00 - rushed out the door to catch the train to my bus stop
5:25 - boarded bus (on bus now)
7:30 - have RS interview with sister
8:00 - Going to visit sister

Hmm. I wonder why my bishop said I was too busy. What time to you think I'll get to bed tonight?