Bus Stories
Tuesday, August 10th, 2004I ride the bus to and from work each day. It’s a short little 20 minute one bus ride, so I really don’t mind it. Heck, it would take me almost that long to drive it! Anyway, my morning bus has the same driver every day and today he asked why I ring the bell when he knows where I get off. I told him that I do it just to remind him, lol. But I agreed that tomorrow I wouldn’t ring the bell. 
I used to have the same driver for my morning and afternoon rides and he would drop me off at my work and at my house. I mean it! Right in front of them, lol. I was sp0iled, I tell you.
Of course, not all my bus rides are that much fun. I once got hit on by a guy who had just been released from prison. He was so proud of it that he showed me the card they gave him that stated he was a convict. Hello, moron! Don’t tell chicks that you’re a convict! Duh…
I also got hit on by this guy who thought I was single and available. Where do they get these ideas? I’ve got a nice shiny wedding band on and it’s not like I’m the best looking chicky in the world. It was just so silly. He was trying to be impressive, but once I mentioned that I enjoy spending time with my husband and two kids, he went away, lol. I guess he didn’t like my past times! 
