Confused in Suberbia

Ok, so in the last post it was all about my hatred of the greyhound bus station well what turned out happening is Caity got a motel room in Kansas City, Mo and she called the front desk and asked them to give her a 430 am wake up call so that she could make her 6 am bus to oklahoma. Well turns out they never called her and she woke up thirty minutes after her bus left. I rememeber the phone call about that one she was so pissed because of it and because of the fact that they went on to tell her that if she took the next bus she wouldn’t get in until 1130 pm and that if she wanted oklahoma any earlier she would have to go to OKC and as I mentioned in the last entry I don’t drive in OKC…insane drivers and its a super long story that I don’t really want to go into…anyways on with the story when she called me to basically rant and rave and tell me about it I asked her to ask them when the next bus to withcia kansas got in and they said 445 which was a whole lot better then the 1130 one so I told her to transfer her ticket and I would find a way to get there because I HATE big city traffic. Anyways 86 miles, 3 hours and 1 time of getting super lost in whitca, kansas I finally did make it to the bus station but since her bus was running late, as per usual when it comes to the bus system in this country, it didn’t get in at 445 like it was supposed to it was closer to 505, but what I don’t get is that she said that they left on time and make only the necessary stops in between, how in the hell did they manage to still be late, that i will probably never ever figure out. But anyways it’s super late and I’m going the hell to sleep…plus I’m pretty sure no one wants to hear anymore ranting about the greyhound bus station and how fucked up it was that my best friend spent 18 in kansas city, mo when she was supposed to be  her in ten hours all because one bus was three hours late leaving.