Unfortunately, we were beat out of the shuttle by the Cologne Boys, who swarmed onto the shuttle as soon as the door opened, and thus Apple, SJ and M2 were left forlornly on the curb, destined to wait for the next shuttle.
So we waited . . . and waited . . . and waited. And then! Down Amsterdam Avenue slid the sleek, black intercampus shuttle! It stopped at the corner of 187th and Amsterdam and the enterprising Apple ran to see if the shuttle would let us on. Oddly, the shuttle left, but this didn't matter, as Special Ed and his friend disembarked and joined us as we stood on the fringe of the sketchy boy-girl scene outside Morg.
After hearing our sob story about how the Cologne Boys took our spots on the shuttle, Special Ed said something truly special. He said:
"I'll drive you!"
"Really?" exclaimed Apple.
And so he did. Right from Washington Heights down to the door of our beautiful dorm.
And so, Special Ed, you are really a special guy, because not only did you do us a huge chesed, but you also allowed three other people to take the shuttle (the three spots that opened when we left before the shuttle came), but you even did this on your birthday.
Happy birthday, Ed. Many happy returns to a truly special guy.