Bus Report #55
This morning I missed the 22 by a minute and then had to run fast for the one that was right behind it. The bus driver motioned for me and Francisco (One of the guys who gets off at Mission Street) to run across the street and he'd pick us up in front of Harput's. We ran, he stopped, everyone was happy.
Until we smelled the bus. It was awful, as though someone had not made it to the bathroom on time. We looked around but there was only one other person on the bus, a young girl, and she was standing near the door.
I opened four windows and sat down.
Francisco opened one window.
At Eddy, a crew of Everett students got on and immediately started complaining about the stench. They opened all the other windows. I smiled at them in approval. They were pretty loud, laughing and joking and yelling out the window at people.
At Church Street the driver wagged his finger at them and called out, "You guys behave yourselves!"
And the kids did, which was funny and slightly heartwarming.
But only slightly because the smell was still pretty bad.
At Valencia, the young girl got off the bus. Watching her go down the stairs, I noticed that she was the one who had had the accident and caused the smell. She sat down on a bench on 16th Street. She looked sad, and I worried about her for the rest of the ride.
Until we smelled the bus. It was awful, as though someone had not made it to the bathroom on time. We looked around but there was only one other person on the bus, a young girl, and she was standing near the door.
I opened four windows and sat down.
Francisco opened one window.
At Eddy, a crew of Everett students got on and immediately started complaining about the stench. They opened all the other windows. I smiled at them in approval. They were pretty loud, laughing and joking and yelling out the window at people.
At Church Street the driver wagged his finger at them and called out, "You guys behave yourselves!"
And the kids did, which was funny and slightly heartwarming.
But only slightly because the smell was still pretty bad.
At Valencia, the young girl got off the bus. Watching her go down the stairs, I noticed that she was the one who had had the accident and caused the smell. She sat down on a bench on 16th Street. She looked sad, and I worried about her for the rest of the ride.
posted by Rachel at 11:44 AM
2 Comments:
Aww, that's sad. I hope the girl was ok.
There was this horrible horrible thing on Radio 4 here about childhood constipation. (Apparently the British are some of the most constipated people in the world; make of this what you will.) Anyway, they said that more and more kids are eating so much junk food and macdonalds and what-not that serious constipation even the very young is become more common. And that when kids don't have normal bowel movement, they can instead have "leakage" thoughout the day. Maybe that's what was going on?
I can't beleive I just typed this. I should probably delete it right now.
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