Podcast 26

Getting Around

Getting around in the United States is sometimes not very easy. Most people own their own cars, but not everyone can foot the bill for the car, plus the insurance, gas, and maintenance. Most big cities have buses, but they are much slower than a car.

Several cities in the U.S. have subway systems, but many do not. There are even fewer trains that transport daily commuters. In cities such as Los Angeles, public transportation is much more limited than in other countries.

If you take some form of public transportation, you need to pay a certain fare. In most big cities the fare is anywhere from 1 to 2 dollars. But don’t expect the bus driver to change a bill for you. You usually need exact change if you’re going to ride a bus, train, or subway. Whatever you take, you always have to pay for it!

My friends here in Los Angeles all have different ways of getting to work. One friend, who lives out in the boonies, rides the train everyday. He takes the train because it’s easier for him than driving or taking a bus. Another friend I know who works close to where he lives rides a bike everyday. Still another friend drives his car.

I don’t know anyone who rides the bus, but I’ve taken it once or twice when my car was in the shop. Worse comes to worst, you can always hop in a taxi. Taking a taxi is expensive here, though, so be prepared for a big fare, not including the tip!

Going Shopping

Believe it or not, I don’t own an iPod. I know, I know. I’m really behind the times, but I have an excuse. I’ve been so busy at my work lately, I haven’t had time to take a break. So finally yesterday I went shopping for an iPod down at the mall in Santa Monica.

I walked into the Mac store there and was immediately greeted by a salesperson. He asked, “Can I help you find something?” “No,” I said, “just looking.”

I don’t like the feeling of high-pressure salespeople. Anyway, I looked around the store some more, and finally made my way to the iPod section. Then I decided to ask the salesman a question. “Excuse me, can I ask you something?” “Sure,” he said.

“Go right ahead.” “I’m thinking of picking up an iPod, but I’m not sure which one is right for me. What do you recommend?” He replied, “Are you going to be using it for running, jogging, working out, in your car?” “Yes,” I said, “all of those, except the running, jogging, and working out.” He laughed at my somewhat lame joke.

“Okay, well, I recommend you get the iPod Mini to start .” “How much is that?” I asked. “Well, it just went on sale, so I think we can offer you a good price on it.” “I’ll take one,” I said, and we made our way to the cash register. “Will that be credit or debit?”

he asked me. “Credit card,” I said, as I swiped the card through the reader. I waited, and nothing happened. “Could you swipe that card again? It didn’t go through.” “Sure,” I said, and swiped it again. Finally, the card processed and he handed me the charge slip to sign. “I’m sure you’ll be very happy with your purchase.” “Oh,” I said. “It’s not really for me. It’s for my wife!”