Bad Bus Luck

I left the house at 10:07 this morning. I knew in all likelihood I had missed the 65 so I walked straight to the 75 bus stop. I got there and I waited...and waited...and waited...and waited...and waited. At 10:47 the bus finally came. The driver informed us passengers that the bus before his had broken down somewhere on Sandpoint. So I unintentionally missed my first class. An hour and a half later I returned to the bus stop to get home. I missed the 65 by about 10 seconds. It was in sight, pulling away, but the driver did not wait for me. So instead I had to wait another 15-20 minutes for the 75 to arrive. I got on and was texting back and forth with a couple of friends. I got a bit distracted and missed my stop. So I got off and walked twice as far as usual to get home.