Saved by the Lunch Wagon

So, I had a little adventure the other day that involved being stranded across town and a murderer on the lose...duh duh duuuum. Last sunday, I went to the other part of base to workout and was catching the last shuttle back home. So, as I was walking to the stop (ten minutes early) the shuttle drove right past me. Blah. I was really mad. No cell phone. No one to call if I could and I was sweaty. Blah. Luckily, I remembered one of the MPs saying that they can give a courtesy ride if we get really stuck. So, I headed to the gate to see if anyone was headed in my direction. They said, no. Blah. But was I deterred? No! This is a woman who has stared down eight whining preschoolers without showing fear, and lept over racing arachnids in a single bound! So, what did I do?...I begged. Just kidding=)I said that I had heard that they could make a courtesy run if necessary. They took me into their boss who made a call, but no one knew how long it would take. I settled in with my new book (Ivanhoe, which so far, is really good) adn expected to wait for hours, when I heard him making another call. Apparently, someone had committed murder (which I do not mean to take lightly) nearby and they didn't want me waiting around. He called a private to pick me up in the truck that usually delivers the lunches. So, as it turned out, I made it home before the shuttle would have gotten me there. Saved by the lunch wagon!