Tales from the Crimson Ride

The crimson ride-more lovingly known as the crimson crawl or the loser cruiser- is the bane of my existence. Not only does it try to run over me as I am running and takes five years to drive a 10 minute route it also does not ever take me to my desired location. Today, Mary Alice dropped me off at the rec and after working out, next to a man who was convinced that when you sing out loud if you have your headphones on no one can hear you, I headed outside to begin my trek home. When I stepped out into the great outdoors I noticed that it was raining. So, instead of beginning the approximately 1 1/2 mile walk back to the AGD house I decided to wait on the Crimson Ride. Blue 1 pulled up and I hopped on. Now for those of you who have attended this blessed university as long as I have you might say, wait, the Blue 1 isn't going to take you back to the AGD house its Blue Express you want. Yes, my friends I realize that, but not until I got to the stop that was the farthest from the house as possible. This stop happened to be one stop before the rec. So, instead of waiting until a closer stop cam around and risking looking like a little lost freshman to the bus driver I zipped up my jacket stuck my biochem notes in my pocket and headed out into the downpour. As I walked towards the quad I noticed that the puddle sizes were getting bigger and then, when I was half-way across the quad I came across what I would like to call the mother of all puddles (MOAP). There was no dry way around it. When one approaches the MOAP you must either choose to trudge straight through the middle or perform a series of acrobatic leaps through the grass. I chose the later. Needless to say I now sit at my desk, my clothes and notes soaked and my tennis shoes in the drier. My acrobatic leaps were unsuccessful and I stepped full force into 2 inch deep water. Thank you University of Alabama for your amazing drainage system. And to the owner of the green honda that almost mowed me down... your car color is ugly and green cars should not exist.