I work in Times Square, one avenue away from Port Authority. I had a 7:15PM bus ticket to NJ set to depart from Port Authority. I mentally prepared myself to leave work early enough to get to Port Authority.
I left work at 7:00. Dodged tourists. Sprinted to the 2 subway. Rode it one stop to 34th street. Got out of the subway car.
This is when I realized I was at Grand Central. Not Port Authority. I jumped on the next subway uptown. Questioned my sanity. And still made the 7:15PM train.
Which is a relief because I’m transporting a cooler that holds a rapidly defrosting baboon heart.