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Or apparently that's what the dickhole at the Rosslyn Metro station this morning thinks....
I'll try to make this as short and sweet as possible, but the gist of the matter is this: I have an ID for work that's double-sided, and in which I carry my MetroAccess ID card as well. Well I had the card last night at home, but this morning I was one and a half hours late for work, tearing up the house trying to find the damned thing. The guy at New Carrollton knows me CAUSE I'M THERE EVERY MORNING AND EVERY NIGHT, so as I pass by and gesture if it's okay for me to go, he lets me pass through the gate, because people w/MA cards can ride Metro free. So he waves me on, and I got o Rosslyn and approach the gate, in front of which stands this big, bald, 6+, tough-looking, serious-as-hell attendant. As I walk beside hom toward the gate I say "excuse me sir, do you need to see my ID card?" and he says "yes, ma'am, I do."
So I tell him I've temporarily lost mine, mention that the NC guy let me through, and ask if I can go out just this once. He says "no" in not so few words and not so nicely, and tells me that the other guy shouldn't have let me through. His tone and his body language are TOTALLY confrontational, so I'm startin' to get wigged and I say something like "well I'm here -every- morning and -every- evening, he knows I have the card and was nice enough to let me pass."
He says no again, repeats AGAIN that I need a valid MA ID card, and then gets up in my face, ushering me to the machines, saying I'm just gonna have to pay the full NC to Rosslyn fare. (He kept barking "MA'AM, MA'AM" at me and repeating everything.. either he thought I had my headphones on and couldn't hear him even though I was ANSWERING him, or he thought I was some criminal ignoramous...) Although it does suck I have to pay, I'm FINE with doing so as I'm NOT trying to cut and run. (Yeah, like -I- could outrun a six-foot dude who's all tough and buff..!! B-P ) So bummed but acquiescent, I said soemthing like "fine, all right, let me see if I can find my SmartTrip card-" and went over to a spot out of the way to dig through my wallet and purse. (It's a card that stores a balance on it so you can pass through the gates faster- like a toll card w/an electric eye. I used that until I learned about the free fare because of MA, and just recently switched purses, so I wasn't sure if I had it on me anymore.)
So as I'm going over and over my wallet again & again, and then begin to go through ALL the zippers of my HUGE bag, he's STANDS OVER ME IN MILITARY 'AT EASE' FASHION, AND STARES ME DOWN, LIKE I'M SOME DIRTY PUNK ABOUT TO PULL OUT A GUN OR DO A RUNNER. Freaked out about being late, about the big deal he's making of this and the costic vibes he's sendin' my way (as well as the hovering and the ugly looks he keeps giving me) I say, sir, you don't need to stand there and watch me. I promise I'll come over there when I find my ST card. Or if I don't find it, I'll go and buy my fare and bring it to you." He says something like "I'm gonna stand right here, ma'am" and keeps giving me the Ugly. Getting more upset, I start to cry, figgering that I don't have my card and it's sitting at home in my last purse. Well I DO realize I have my "she's a legit blindo" id card I got a long time ago from my eye doctor, so I give that to him, hoping it'll do for the moment. He takes it and says no, he needs a valid MA ID card, AGAIN.
So at this poing I go back to digging through my purse; hoping that my ST card still MIGHT be in there somewhere. But while I'm digging through my purse, A ---COP--- COMES OVER AND SAYS "EXCUSE ME MA'AM, I'M GONNA HAVE TO WRITE YOU A TICKET." !!!!!!! O.O O.O What WAS turning into a really crappy morning just totally shattered for me then. Seriously. Like all the brainworks just came slamming to a halt. ...
So feeling ---totally--- upset, persecuted, afraid, and confuzed, I'm like, "WHAT..??? Why???" and the officer tells me that THE FUCKING ATTENDANT ----CALLED HIM OVER, BECAUSE I WAS TRYING TO DITCH OUT ON FARE!!!!---- WHAT??? WHY THE ---HELL--- WOULD I --STOP-- HIM AND --ASK-- ABOUT MY FARE???????? O.O O.O O.O O.O Stupid FUCKING BASTARD!!!!!!!
(Okay, so let's take a total reality check here kids.. kay??? IF I WAS TRYING TO DITCH.. --WOULDN'T I JUST TRY TO SLIP BY W/O SAYING ANYTHING???-- WOULDN'T I BOLT AND/OR BE AS UNCOOPERATIVE AS POSSIBLE INSTEAD OF SAYING "SURE, I'LL PAY THE FARE" WHEN HE TOLD ME SO??? OY!!!! ... )
-So the cop asks for my ID and inquires if the addy on there is my currect address. When I tell him no and that I just moved he says 'well I should have gone and gotten a new one,' I tell him I just moved. He gives me a look but I offer him a piece of current mail w/the correct addy on it, and he accepts. Thankfully I'm able to pull a bill out of my purse w/the right address, and he starts checking out my info...
Well unsurprisingly by this point I am UTTERLY wigged out, and still in tears I tell him I'm in the process of applying for a clearance and ask if this is gonna uttterly KILL my chances for that. He says no, tells me he's just gonna give me a warning, and reassures me that "it's gonna be okay." Well I told him how the attendant had been, and he LOOKS understanding, but he repeated the "I'm just gonig to have to give you a warning." :PPPPPPP
So he goes off to write my ticket, and of course, Mr. Big Dick who started all of this is totally ---GONE...--- I dunno whether he was off busily harrassing other innocent people uncessarily, or if he just felt satisfied; now that he'd made the short, fat little blind girl cry and was about to get her arrested for something SHE DIDN'T DO, but -dude was just nowhere to be found.- So after a moment of waiting for the cop to come back I start rooting around to get my wallet out to pay my fare. (Yep, STILL TRYING TO PAY THE DAMNED VARE!!! EVEN AFTER ALLL THIS!!!) I snag it, get my stuff and go to the machine that's short enough for me to actually SEE, and I'm trying to pull myself together, but I'm still cryin'. Well some guy comes up from behind me and starts talking to me, asking me questions, and saying "you're making an awful big deal of this." !!! It's some poindexter in a long black coat, suit/tie, and a bag/briefcase thing. At first I figgered he was just some dude who had been watching and felt like putting his two cents in, but then I started picking up the vibe that he was some sort of Official and I asked him "I'm sorry sir, I don't mean to be rude, but may I ask who you are..?" ('Cause why the hell is some Ramdom Dude sticking up for this Metro sonofabitch???) And it turns out HE'S A DETECTIVE WHO WAS INVESTIGATING A BANK ROBBERY NEARBY, AND HAS COME ON THE SCENE!!! WHAT THE HELL??? DO I LOOK LIKE SOME TERRORIST WHO'S GONNA BOTTLE UP MY TEARS AND FIND SOME WAY TO EXPLODE THE METRO STATION, OR PULL OUT A KNIFE AND START KILLING PEOPLE WHILE SCREAMING AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS THAT MY MOTHER NEVER LOVED ME???????? THE HELL!??!?!?!?!???? So I tell him I think it IS a big deal when some guy stares me down while I go through my purse and nearly gets me ARRESTED, and he disappears as I turn to get my effing farecard.
After all this, I finally get back over the cop, who after a few comes out and makes me sign MY TICKET, and tells me how little of a deal this is, and that it's "just a warning" and bla bla bla. Bullshit. If it was UCH a little deal, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING, WRITING ANYTHING DOWN, YOU PRIG??? WHY ARE YOU EVEN HERE, EVEN STILL BOTHERING TO TALK TO ME IF THIS IS SUCH A -NON-ISSUE?!?!?!?!?!?!?!????-- He was polite about it at least, but once that was over I came here as soon as possible. I was pretty much fighting bouts of crying utnil about noon, and the lady who signed me in here to get me into the building was so sweet... Thank God for the good people around.. ya know???
So later my mom came over so we could spend lunch "and to give me something," and we went to a nice little sushi cafe nearby. (I'm not meeting up w.my family for Easter because no one can come get me, so I'm kinda suck there. So Mom came to say Happy Easter to me. ^_^) Lunch was AWESOME, and not only did Mom spring for lunch even after I offered to pay, but she also gave me this adorable little basket w/live flowers and some goodies & card, but she also is gonna fix a neat box I just bought, and hopefully soon I'll be getting that back, too. :):)
I'm doing MUCH better now, and frankly I'm planning on getting ROYALLY schnockered on SOMEtHING (if I can find it) soemtime after I get home tonight. (The patisserie nearby sells vino while nothing in my area does, so I think I might try to find some good stuff there. :):))
I'm still pissed off and want to report the FUCK out of that BASTARD at the Metro, but at this point I called, they called back and apologized for his behaviour, and that's all I can do. I don't want to get the nice gentleman at NC in trouble, (as they were -very- interested to find out who let me through on the way in), but at this point all I'm gonna do is go home, clear some space off on my table and dye Easter eggs w/my kitties n' rats.
I hope everyone else has a great Easter, and that no matter what, how, or whether or not you celebrate, that your weekends are safe and happy ones. :):):)
Love and Light Always,
Nae
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