In a recent post, Dawn talks about breaking out of her comfort zone by taking a new way downtown. I'm thinking her message is that breaking out of our comfort zones is a good thing to do, a way of expanding our horizons and experiencing new things.
I'm not too sure of that.
You see, about 3 pregnancies ago, I had to take a bus downtown for a medical appointment. Now, I hadn't been on the bus in years - not since, it turns out, they replaced the old-fashioned fare boxes with the ones that you carefully slide your money into so it can be electronically counted (you know, like a vending machine). I had never gotten the memo about this sea change in paying for mass transit; so I boarded my bus and blithely crammed 2 dollar bills into the box at once, the way I had years before.
The bus driver, apparently shocked speechless as I manhandled her fare box, managed to choke out, "I can't believe you did that" as she picked up her radio and called wherever it is that bus drivers call when a passenger with obvious bus fare hostility issues boards her vehicle. The incredulous look on her face I could take; what alarmed me more were the looks on the other passengers' faces (seasoned commuters all) as we filed off that bus and waited in the early morning cold and dark for a new bus, a bus whose electronic fare box had not yet been vandalized by an apparent idiot.
Let's just say that it is a good thing that no one had a rope handy. And I'm permanently cured of broadening my horizons.
Not really relevant, but it does have the words "bus stop" in it. Certainly none of my fellow passengers would have been willing to share an umbrella with me...