Ok, today was more of an epic/fail day. I was planning to go and test out some sweet guitars and head off home. But oh man oh man, we had the worse luck. Okay, so we started of by planning to meet at Colma Station and just take the bart and walk from there. I came there at around 2:00 P.M. Chris called me and he told me that we were getting a ride. So, I was happy and thought this day would be really epic. When we arrived at Guitar Center, we got to try out some fender guitars. I had a really good time in the store. I tried out the standard American precision bass which sounded so sexy. I also tried the worn out fender precision bass. It was so light and the design was vintage. I knew that Chris was having a good time. I heard him playing "Ride on Shooting Star" and "Hysteria" which was epic. Before we left Chris needed to buy some new picks. He got 2 packs of Dunlops. Then our bad luck started. He bought 2 packs and when we left the store, he only found 1 in his pocket. It was very weird but we just let it go.
When we left, we were hungry and found Subway just a few minutes away from us. So after eating, Chris tried to call his dad, but we found out that we have to ride the bart back because his dad has work. So we were okay with that. We just had to find the bart station, no problemo. So we started walking, finding streets and following the directions that Chris wrote. After an hour of walking, we soon found out that we went in the wrong direction. We were almost at Fisherman's Wharf, waaayyy back. We had to retrace our steps and walk back and that would take ANOTHER hour. After finally reaching Guitar Center, we were on our way to the bart station. After 30 minutes of walking, I suddenly had the urge to pee. I thought that I can hold it in until we got home. But no, it took longer than I expected and soon I was panicing. Chris also needed to pee, but not as bad as me. We tried to find a public restroom but it was nowhere to be found. We had to go to a Chinese bakery and ask where it was and thank goodness, she knew. It was in the supermarket. So after hearing that, me and Chris ran for the supermarket and tried to find the restroom. We couldn't find it but luckily, we overheard some fat dude saying that he needed to go to the bathroom. We just followed him which was very awkward and YESSS, we finally found it.
After using the bathroom, we quickly started to go on our adventure to the station again. It was 7P.M. and was already dark. We continued to walk and we soon started to realize we were lost. We had to call Neil for help, but it was no use. Finally, we went up to a couple and asked them where the closest bart station is. Basically the conversation was like this:
Me: Excuse me, do you know wheres the closest bart station around here? We're kind of lost lol.
Couple: Ohhh the bart station is very far from here. You guys are screwed. (Exaggerated)
Me: Did you get that Chris?
Chris: Yeah.
So, we were basically screwed. They told us to walk to Powell which was a mile and a half. So after 40 minutes of walking...we FINALLY found it and before you know it, we were heading home. We got to ride the bart at around 9:20ish. OH, and during the journey we found plenty of interesting people. Some random person asked if we had a lighter. We found a lot of people begging for money. We found 2 prostitutes and a lot of gay people. Hey its San Francisco right? This day was very epic for the first hours, then it all tumbled down. Well, it was very interesting. Now, I'm tired and sick while typing this up. /sigh
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