So I was riding the bus the other day and it was a big day for me. I was going to a party later on that day to sell my new line of t-shirts and I was excited. I say WAS because it wasn't looking good weather wise. Is that a drop of rain? That is either rain or a seagull pissing on my face. Either way I'm not feeling this. All of a sudden the skies open up and I'm now standing in the rain. "I saw you AND HIM (and him...and him...) walking in the rainnnnnnnnnnnnn....." Now I'm standing under a viaduct trying to not get any wetter than I am. The bus pulls up and the world's oldest bus driver let's me board. I don't want to say she's THAT old but her badge number was 7.
Well she was the nicest bus driver I'd met in a long time and she was kind enough to try not to splash anyone that was on her route. I can't say that about all drivers and if you are reading this sorry about the old crack. You have to admit that you still have supertransfers in your back pocket though.
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