Bus Report #146
My commute is back to normal, after a couple of weeks of late buses, early buses, friendless buses.
Spent yesterday afternoon commute chatting with Ramon.
On the 38, I watched someone sit down on a wet seat. I thought he'd jump up, but he did not even seem to notice.
This morning I sat with Carmen, after saying 'hi' to the security guard (I always let him on before me and he always sits in the front), the mom and daughter, and the quiet teen. We chatted in Spanglish, per usual. The couple sitting behind us was listening in.
Confederacy of Dunces Guy was still wearing his clothes from the other day. He has been smiling a lot lately, flipping the cassette tape in his Walkman at least once a commute.
Spent yesterday afternoon commute chatting with Ramon.
On the 38, I watched someone sit down on a wet seat. I thought he'd jump up, but he did not even seem to notice.
This morning I sat with Carmen, after saying 'hi' to the security guard (I always let him on before me and he always sits in the front), the mom and daughter, and the quiet teen. We chatted in Spanglish, per usual. The couple sitting behind us was listening in.
Confederacy of Dunces Guy was still wearing his clothes from the other day. He has been smiling a lot lately, flipping the cassette tape in his Walkman at least once a commute.
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