I went to the orthopedist earlier this week to get the official word on my injuries. There was quite a bit of waiting in which I had the pleasure of listening to the inane (or possibly pain-killer induced) non-sequitur observations of the person next to me. A few choice examples:
You know that couch on The View? That looks really comfortable. Probably expensive though.
You know that Chris Brown? He gets really mad.
I don’t like the new Taurus. It’s too conservatively styled like it’s trying too hard you know what kind of car I don’t like? BMWs. I like light blue beemers though.
Luckily, he was sharing his astute pronouncements with someone else so I was not required to smile and nod like Spouse does when I start talking about folding bikes (by smiling and nodding, I mean grimacing and rolling her eyes).
Finally, I got to see the doctor, who showed me my X-ray:
In case you can’t tell where the break is, I’ll demonstrate my photoshop skillz:
So that’s going to keep me off my bike for quite a while. One bit of good news – I won’t have to keep my arm in a sling the whole time. Soon I’ll be back to blogging two handed!
In the meantime, if I can’t be crabby about biking, what can I write about? How about our public transit system! I’m going to take this bike-free period as an opportunity to fully explore the Rhode Island Public Transit Authority system. First thing to be crabby about: Monthly passes are for calendar months – I can’t buy one for March 20 – April 20. I have to buy one for all of April and buy short-term passes in the meantime. Oh well….
I have one more RIPTA gripe for this post. With the exception of subway systems in a few large cities, American public transit systems are largely impenetrable to the visitor, casual user or temporarily injured “n00b” like me. One won’t find a system map at any stop (except for a central hub), and it’s difficult to know where the next designated stop is located. After my visit to the orthopedistnat RI Hospital, I needed to take the bus back to work. Because I took the bus to RIH, I knew where the bus stop was. However….
There was no sign anywhere indicating that this was a bus stop. Nothing in the lobby, nothing in the circle drive. There’s no indication of what route stops here and where it goes. Just imagine, you’re discharged from the emergency room, still a little woozy from meds, still in pain from your injuries – how are you supposed to know that this is the bus stop? I guess it’s just like missing street signs in New England, if you have to ask, you probably shouldn’t be there.