Bus
[begin rant]
Frigging bus. I get off work. I walk one mile to the bus stop in the
heat. I turn the corner just int time to see the bus go by without me.
I wait in the heat and noise. I get on the next bus and ride home. All
is good. Well, until they stop at the quick-mart down the street from
my stop. One hundred meters short of my stop. I make a "humph" noise,
roll my eyes and stomp off the bus. The driver says "I'll just be a
minute". and runs into the store to take a whiz. Now I start walking in
the heat again to cover the hundred meters to my apartment. This time
is no different than the other fifty times this has happened. Since I
made a scene getting off the bus, the driver hurries up. She is only in
the store for a minute and a half. If I had not gotten off the bus, the
drivers usually take four or five minutes. I've clocked them. It really
makes a difference depending on the driver and how pissed off I look. I
have fantasized about jumping in the driver seat and driving to my
stop. Let the driver walk the hundred yards. Now, I understand having
to take a whiz after sitting in the seat all day. Drivers need a break.
Five minutes is not even that much time to worry about really. But, it
is just short of MY STOP!!!
[end rant]
It wasn't me. You can't prove anything.
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