day shift: hawthorne bridge

Another sleepless night, and I return once more to the Hawthorne Bridge. I didn't ride my bike this morning, which is quite lucky, because the electric gate at the bridge shop wouldn't open, and I would have had to haul the damn thing up the scary ass stairs to the bridge house. No thanks. I parked outside the purview of our security cameras, and hoofed it up the bridge, where the operator I was relieving informed me that we only had selective power.

The video cameras are back up and running, so I can see the gate has been opened, but the phone on the bridge is still out, which makes me nervous. The other operator told me that some of the lights were out on the bridge, but neither of us knew if that included traffic signals. Also, sometimes when the power is out, the bridge doesn't like to do what it's told, so I'm hoping that I get a visit from one of the cuter electricians today.

Until then, I'll just sit here.