And... My evening plans fall through

[wispfox]

Bus drivers that don't stop make catching a bus difficult. Taking too long to realize that they did try to stop for you halfway through an intersection and you have significant trouble walking in front of cars at a green light is just frustrating. And I do poorly at arriving at a recurring event late, so not trying the next bus, and voicemail message left for the only person to whom this would have mattered.

It's hard enough (but usually worthwhile) to psych myself up to go to new social things without my transportation leaving me behind. Ah, well. Will try next week and see what I can do to be a lot more obviously waiting (I was sitting & reading until the bus was nearby, and I doubt people are usually there at that time) next time.

Still absurdly frustrated/upset, though, all out of proportion to what happened, or I might have tried to push past the significant extra difficulty involved in arriving late (and in a place I do not know). Instead, I hide until I calm down. Then, I don't know what. Having my plans change on me last minute isn't a thing I am terribly good at handling.