Speaking of lines:
I took a bus to get on another bus to go through a part of Oakland so delightful that 8 blocks of the bus route were cop taped off (because there was a shoot-out!) to get to where the shelter was, over the train tracks. Then I waited 45 minutes, listening to the two harried animal control officers working with a man who refused to believe he owed a fine because his pit bull had maimed someone, someone needed to find a cat they lost three weeks ago, a microchip was installed, and a found dog was registered before they could tell me that the dogs I came over to see had been adopted. Then I waited 30 minutes for a late bus to bring me back past the cop tape land and into the bowels of Chinatown, Oakland, so I could walk home to a soggy burger and soggy fries.
Emo Ashley is getting tired of animal shelters being so user unfriendly. ;_;