Robin Misses a Bus

He sat at the bus stop, waiting.

"Stupid," he cursed himself. He couldn't believe he'd just missed his bus. And for what? How had he been late anyway? He hadn't done anything other than what he usually did. And he'd checked his watch; the bus hadn't been early. But somehow, he wasn't there when the bus had come.

Most people would just chalk it up to having taken a little longer to walk to the bus stop. But not Robin, no. He had to have timed it. He left at the same time, walked at the same rate, but hadn't arrived on time.

As he got on the next bus (which was thankfully early), he mused longer. He nattered to the other man in the elevator about it. He whined while his manager came to drop off yet another pile of work for him to do. He complained through his lunch break with his friends. He griped to his fellow commuters at the bus stop home.

And finally, he crawled into bed, only to dream about it all night.

The next day he woke up to do it all again.