Holy s-hit Bobo, I totally forgot about that stupid hold music until just now. Did you have to live the carless life in NJ in the early 90s too? I wound up in some pretty hairy situations, as evidently they have a policy of hiring the meanest people in the entire state to drive the buses, and then they route them all through the most dangerous neighborhoods they can find. But oh yes do I remember sitting on that phone waiting to find out when my last train or bus or whatever was. Hey, maybe I was the reason you were on hold, or vice versa!
And yes, Dan, I was 25 minutes late to the first class of the semester on Douglass because the EE goes to like Piscataway or some shit and no one saw fit to tell the faculty that it had been rerouted (though, to be fair, I haven't taught on Douglass since 2005). I should just walk.