fandomhigh | Dealing With Stupid People [Monday, June 18, 2nd period]

"Did anyone else got a lot of incredibly stupid messages on Friday?" Josh asked as he stood outside a fake Metro station in the Danger Shop. "If so, I certainly hope you remembered all of your training from this class and left an incredibly random message in return. It certainly made me feel better."

He grinned. "Anyway. Today we will deal with even more stupid people. The combination of just waking up, not wanting to be going to work, not paying attention and being an idiot tourist combine to give Washington, DC some of the most ridiculous morning commutes in the country. You have two choices: You can get on the Metro," he waved his hand over his shoulder towards the station, "where you will have to get yourself a Metro pass, get on the yellow line in the correct direction, transfer through Metro Center, one of the scariest places at 8:15 in the morning known to man, and make your way from there to the Red Line and Farragut North. Which is by the White House and therefore awesome. If you screw up and end up at Farragut West, I will mock you. On this commute, you will encounter tour gaggles of idiot middle schoolers, women with baby carriages who won't move towards the center of the car, and people without enough coffee to be paying attention. You are not allowed to scream or throw things unless they really, really deserve it."

"Or! You can get in one of these handy cars--" he pointed to the provided cars, "get onto I-395, go across the 14th Street Bridge and try to find parking near the White House without getting run over by an illegal cab driver, cut off by someone who thinks merging is a sign of weakness, or exiting at the wrong spot and end up in a giant Pentagon parking lot. At which point I will also mock you."

He clapped his hands together. "Work in teams of two--that gets you into the High Occupancy Vehicle lane on the highway and makes for more entertainment on the Metro. First team to the fake White House gets a real White House tour from me this weekend."

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Yellow line to the Red Line, end up at Farragut North, walk to the White House, avoid stupid people.

Ah, if it was only that easy.

Despite being able to drive, Z picked this option, as it included not having to look for a parking space. Now all she needed was a partner.

Zack came up to Z. "I don't really like the idea of driving."

"Me, either," said Z. "You wanna brave the subway with me?"

"Sure," Zack replied. "How bad could it be."

Poor, poor fool.

"So, first thing. We need to buy passes."

"Right," Zack nodded. "Where do we do that?"

Z looked around as if hoping to see a 'Buy Passes Here' sign. "I...have no idea," she finally admitted.

"Is there someone we could ask?"

Re: Take the Metro!

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Isabel's not insane enough to take a car, and she's actually done the trip on the metro once or twice.

Just not at rush hour.

She waited for a partner.

Inara had no idea how to drive, so she decided that the Metro (whatever that was) seemed like the safer option. "Hello," she greeted Isabel, "Do you mind if we partner up?"

"Not at all," Isabel smiled. "Inara right?"

She nodded, "I'm sorry, I've forgotten your name, if I ever knew it. So many new people."

"I don't think we've ever been introduced. But we're in Sex Ed together as I well," Isabel explained. "I'm Isabel Evans. It's nice to finally meet you."

"You too," she stood next to Isabel, "I'm not exactly sure what I'm supposed to be doing here. What's the problem with traveling?"

"I think the problem is supposed to be getting from point A to point B at the same time as several thousand other people," she replied. "In a very limited space."

Isabel walked over to the metro card machine. "The first thing we need to do is get a card." She started feeding dollars into the machine. The machine started spitting them back out.

"That's not good."

Inara frowned, "No, I would guess not. What's wrong with the machine?"

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The Metro sounded way too excited to a small city girl like Turtle to pass up, and looked around for a partner.

Marco walked over to Turtle. "So how badly do you want to visit the white house this weekend?" He asked with a grin.

Turtle considered that grin with narrowed, calculating eyes. "Why do you ask?" she questioned, wondering if the answer would be the same thing she was thinking it would be.

"Because I'm from the west coast and I really hate loosing." Marco said, his grin growing.

"We could so do this thing without a problem," Turtle said with a nod. "But we better get moving."

Marco nodded. "Right. Remember the directions?"

With a nod, Turtle recited them quickly and succinctly, beaming at the effectiveness of her memory.

"Awesome! Don't kick people who get in our way, that'd take time, shove an elbow in their ribs instead." He said helpfully.

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