6:25 pm: After procuring replacement for cancelled babysitter, arrive at Watchung Plaza for 6:35 DeCamp bus to make 8 pm curtain for Mario Cantone’s one-man Broadway show "Laugh Whore"
6:40 pm: Still no bus.
6:50 pm: Call to Decamp from cell phone yields the following response "the driver’s having trouble, but he’ll be there."
6:55 pm: Fellow DeCamp rider mentions cryptically that yesterday, the same bus didn’t arrive until 8 pm (on a day with no rain).
7:06 pm: Panicked call to Montclair Taxi for ride to the city. Quoted price of $57 plus tolls. Car will be there shortly.
7:09 pm: Run to ATM machine in liquor store to get money for exorbitant cab ride.
7:10 pm: Exit liquor store to see bus driving away.
7:12 pm: Spy a cab crossing Plaza intersection; frantically pull it over. Hop in.
7:14 pm: Exit cab after driver says "I can’t take you, I’m supposed to be picking up a fare on Harvard Street."
7:15 pm: Back at the Plaza, see what looks like a cab driving towards Watchung train station. Make a run for the cab.
7:16 pm: Jump in cab; find out that the dispatcher quoted the wrong price. Cab fare will be $67 plus tolls. Tell driver to get me to Manhattan by 8 pm.
8:05 pm: Reach 48th Street; run half block to Cort Theatre. Miss opening number, but settle in for what turns out to be a great show. Spend intermission cursing DeCamp and plotting revenge.
Post your Unhappy DeCamper story here; tale that beats this one, gets a Barista mug and a pack of chocolate Twizzlers.