Bus Report #657
"I was traveling back from Thanksgiving," I told him.
"Well, it's good to see you," he said.
The man with the terrible rose-scented cologne sat next to me as he often does. I reached up and opened the window to get some fresh air.
A few stops later, I saw my first Santa hat of the season, perched on the head of a tall, gangly guy in a beige suit.