I dont believe I shared with the world...

...the near death experience of my ipod.

It was February 13th, I remember the day exactly because it was the day before VD and I was set to get my hair did for the occasion of not having a date or really any plans in general.
I will layout the series of events in chronological order so you may understand my experience. Two facts you must keep in mind: 1) I have a hair appt at 7pm and 2)I am possibly the most awkward person alive.

5:30p: most people leave work. I however, am stuck in obsessive complusive trance of making sure my campaigns on Zagat and Fodors are flawless.
6:15p: still at work. I wonder what the world is like for those "Type B" personalities. Must be nice.
6:35p: leave work. Have already figured out hours ago thanks to 511.org that it will take me exactly 9 minutes to go from Montgomery Muni Station to Van Ness Muni Station. Factor in walking time from Van Ness to Grove St. 15 minutes total. Thank you OCD.
6:45p: Get to Montgomery Muni Station. Thrilled at the idea of being able to jump on any of the trains, not just the L. However, here comes a train so i start a "cute run" in heels to the train.
6:46p: laptop carrier obviously not zipped up completely. Out fly..literally FLY my: cell phone, blackberry, and ipod..lady next to me says, "hey, you're stuffs everywhere" thanks, ma'am.
cell and bberry(Laverne, I feel the need to name my electronic accessories) are a little beat up from being hurled from the bag, but are ok. However, iPod(Oliver)......
6:47p: IPOD IS UNDER THE PLATFORM. He hit the tracks and went under the platform. *Pause while Erin completely freaks out at thought of Oliver being lost to the Muni Gods.* Brief flash of While You Were Sleeping when Sandra Bullock sees Peter Gallagher get pushed onto the tracks and she jumps down to save him.
6:50p: J train on its way...will it hit my pod? Only time will tell.
Whew, ipod is safe. For now.
6:51p: Run up to station booth
Conversation as follows:
Me: Um, my ipod...on the tracks....i need it. help me.
Big Scary Station Attendant: what? well, honey, thats not an emergency. We cant stop the trains.
Me: What? not an emergency? its my IPOD.
BSSA: Give me your name and phone number and we'll call you when we can get it.
Me: Chya. right. Get it. NOW.
(Big Scary Lady radios to engineer man. Someone will be down to help me shortly)
7p: Call Rachel, my hair lady. I will be late. Ive had a muni incident. people look on. staring.
7:06p: mean unhelpful engineer man comes and jumps onto tracks to save my Oliver. Hes slightly dented, but all in all, safe and sound. people look on. staring.
7:10: Get on train...craddling ipod in hands. I will never let go, Oliver. Ill never let go.

Now the question...did my iPod attempt suicide? Does he need psychiatric help? Was he taking a stand against the obscene amount of Ace of Base recently downloaded(for the gym, I swear). Maybe he just didnt want to get onto another crowded train for 30 minutes. Im sure we will never know. Though, Ive thought numerous times about hurling myself onto the tracks when Ive been waiting for one for 20 minutes...of course it wouldnt do much good, considering there arent any trains coming the first place...thus the root of my pain.