My fare, lady.

So I was riding the bus today. When you ride the bus you will always see someone that has a story about why they don't have the fare. These stories vary from person to person. The part that kills me is you know you don't have the fare but you get on first. You are holding up the ENTIRE line. I think it is a ploy so that the driver will let you board just so you don't hold up the bus with your sob story. The only thing as bad is when people (women) get on the bus and then have to search for the fare or their pass. You were standing on the bus stop for 1/2 an hour, lady. If you didn't want to open your purse at the stop then you should have palmed your pass or fare before you walked up! Sheesh!

Well, I soon forgot about all that because I caught a glimpse of a female that looked pretty damned good. She was the right height, weight, complexion, hell everything or at least I thought so at first. When she turned towards me? BAMM!! I would like to say she was a cougar (and I have nothing against cougars) but you've got to remember, I'm in my late forties. A cougar for me is more like a sabertooth tiger (you know, like a fossil). Still I was like "man, I'll knock the dust off that cootie cat!"
It wasn't until she got off and stood in the daylight did I realize that she wasn't a cougar and that my glasses were just dirty. I think I need some Windex.

Anyway, when I got off to go to Walgreens, there was this guy soliciting change at the stop. He is what we call a "Bucket Boy." That's a guy that takes some drumsticks he smuggled out of his High School and a bucket he got from behind and fast food place that uses pickles and drums on the bucket alternating between that and using the bucket to collect change. THIS guy , however, was drumming up a storm RIGHT NEXT TO THIS GUY'S CAR!! It was crazy! You've got the Bucket Boy drumming furiously and staring at the driver and the driver looking at him like "you've got to do better than that for this 31 cents, kid." It was a battle of wills.

Thumpety Thumpety Thump Thump Thump.

No reaction.

Thumpety Thumpety Thump Thump Thump.

STILL no reaction.

Thumpety Thumpety Thump Thump Thump.

**yawn**

The Bucket Boy was getting nervous because he only knew one cadence and he knew he only had 10 more seconds before the light changed and he opportunity was gone forever. I assume that the guy never gave him that change. I think he was saving up for a gallon of gas.