Wet, wet day

Yesterday started out pretty badly, though I will admit that I didn't get rained on, which was a strong possibility.  Seeing that the bus was 8 minutes away, I walked up a couple of stops.  I looked to see if it was coming but it wasn't there, so I started walking to the next one, only for the bus to pass me.  That was so frustrating; it is so rare for TTC buses to actually make up time that I simply don't put it into my personal decision matrix.  Needless to say, I was then late for work and an early morning meeting.  Then Teams was acting up.  I could have probably handled a bit of lag on the audio, but it was just not working at all, so I had to restart the machine entirely.  It was a very poor start to the day.

The middle of the day got better but never amazing.  I was really struggling to get people to do what I wanted them to do in a timely manner.  And I had to take on a GIS task that should have been relatively simple (extracting highway links) but in the end was a manual process that took hours.  I wrapped it up at 6:55, emailed it off (because it was a critical item in someone else's workflow), then ran for the train.  I made it to Coal Mine Theatre at 7:31 or so.  I felt really terrible, since I was one of those people that they hold the show for.  (Almost every play in Toronto starts 5-10 minutes late, but I think this is almost impossible to change because traffic and particularly the TTC is so unreliable.  I will say that the TTC did ok in getting me there for once, and it was entirely my fault for working up to the very last minute.)  I ended up in a kind of crappy seat right next to some duct work that forced me to sit at a weird angle.  If I had had another minute or two, I would have moved up a row or two and it would have been better.  It didn't help that I had forgot my glasses (and my work pass!), so it just wasn't a great day in general.

It was a good though very depressing play about two single fathers, whose access to their daughters is gradually stripped back, along with other life challenges that they face.  I think my friend who struggled with infertility and then briefly explored adoption would not have enjoyed it very much.  I wasn't entirely sold on the very last scene (and I do find it almost impossible that one character wouldn't remember the other one (a Black man in Idaho!) from school), but otherwise it was a strong play.

Leaving the theatre, it was just pouring out.  That was not great.  And I went over to a Thai place, but it closed at 9!  Then there was a small store that also sold Ethiopian food but it looked like every seat in the place was full.  I looked in at two pizza places but decided they weren't that appealing, so I just went home.

I got pretty wet.  The book I had with me didn't get wet until sometime towards the very end of the trip, perhaps the very, very long wait for a bus in the rain (because the Ontario Line construction closed the Pape bus loop!).  It doesn't appear that the basement flooded, which is a small mercy, but generally it was a pretty bad end to the day.