I just discovered one of the best drinking tools of all time: public transportation.
I accidentally got so trashed at Doyle's on Thursday (damnit, Silvia!) that I left my car in the garage by my office.
When perplexed with the challenge of getting to work without my vehicle, all of the Pierce Transit marketing set it.
There's a bus route a half block away from the beautiful home I own on the East Side (hustlers and soldiers, fo sho). I called 411 to connect with Pierce Transit, and they let me know that the trusty #42 would arrive in five mintues - PERFECT.
For the best $1.50 ever, I got back downtown lickity split.
OK, let's fast forward to my Memorial Day bender where I decided to give the bus another whirl.
I normally take cabs downtown (safety first, people!), and my friends make fun of me because nearly all of the cab drivers in Tacoma know me by name. That's pretty rock star of me, but $10 or $15 one way can add up quickly.
I opted to hitch a ride with the #42 again on Saturday.
I'll be straight: my outfit didn't exactly fit in with my black micro mini and CFM boots (the hooker hoe down), but people haved looked at me sidways all of my life, what the hell do I care?!
The glorious #42 dropped me off right at 21st and Pacific and I simply slithered into El Gaucho to high five best friend Aaron (formerly of 21 Commerce and Varsity Grill fame) who just started bartending there this week.
If you live anywhere near a bus route, do it. Check out the trip planner on their website. It's not as overwhelming as you think if you know where you need to go.
Now, if I could just convince Pierce Transit to run until 2 a.m.
A safe trip, no DUI, cost savings and people who smelled much better than I thought they would.
What more could a drunk girl ask for?
Wait....don't answer that question.
Thank you, Pierce Transit. â€" Natasha