To Ailey, Despite Mistakes

Around 12:30pm, my good buddy Bernard invited me to go see Alvin Ailey at the last minute - for a 3pm show. For about an hour, depression got the best of me and I made no move to get ready. Once I got over that, I quickly got ready and went scurrying around my apartment for $1.50 to get on the train. Found it, and left the house at 2:10pm to go catch a crosstown bus to the A train. Mistake No. 1 - You cannot transfer from the bus to the train with a bus transfer, only with a Metrocard. I went to the token booth for assistance. Mistake No. 2 - Token Booth Clerks will always show their ass and not give a fuck when you have are having trouble and have someplace to be in less than half an hour. Finally after ignoring me for about 10 minutes, the Token Booth Clerk told me to go find a cop. Mistake No. 3 - Cops NEVER give a fuck. Period. There were two cops inside beyond the turnstiles, about 30 feet away. I called out to them and they asked me what I wanted. Didn't even LOOK like they were trying to come and assist me. So, after bombing them out for about another 5 minutes for making me shout like that, one of the cops tells me to just go through the gate. It took some work to get beyond how fucked up this experience was making me feel, but I did it as the train shuttled me between 125th and 59th Streets. I arrived at City Center at about 2:55pm just as everyone was making their way inside. Bernard was there waiting for me, chatting on his cellie. It was my first time seeing Alvin Ailey, although I had seen snippets of "Revelations" on television. I had a magnificent time! I'm SO glad I made it ...