I took the number 30 bus from East Sac to downtown yesterday. The bus driver was calling out each stop on his microphone. Cool. No problem. I was absorbed in my book pretty much ignoring it. Until he called out the Alhambra stop, and then belched before turning off the microphone. Ouch. Everyone looked slightly uncomfortable and there were a few snickers. Part of me thinks maybe he did on purpose, and part of that part of me thinks in that case, AWESOME! The other part of me feels confused and slightly violated. Plus the bus was late. Still better than driving and parking. That is all. Over and out.
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Late busses are the WORST!
posted 11/09/05 at 10:41 am #
I agree! Wait, does this mean a HeyMeg-ST truce? Have we finally found common ground, no matter how shallow?
posted 11/09/05 at 2:13 pm #
I think we would agree that having to ride a late bus with a gassy driver could be a common ground experience, on which a HM-ST truce could be based.
posted 11/09/05 at 2:40 pm #
Let the people rejoice with wine and song!! slay the fatted calf!! what snark hath joined, let no snark rend asunder!!
posted 11/09/05 at 2:47 pm #
Mmmmm… Fatted calf… [drool]
posted 11/09/05 at 4:10 pm #
hey hey hey
posted 11/13/05 at 9:24 pm #
I meant to say….how can a cow town not be a cow town when the city bus system basically shuts down at 9pm???
posted 11/13/05 at 9:25 pm #
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