Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can never hurt me. Unless that word is "Charge!"

Posted by Kyle Jacobson , Friday, July 9, 2010 6:53 PM

Casually sitting at the bus stop, I stared at the back of the 832 bus stopped in front of me while I waited for the 830. The back flap/trunk/thing swung open several inches. It created a black void between the flap and the back of the bus. And when I can't see something, I just assume what is lying in the darkness. In this moment, I couldn't help but wonder how I would react if I saw an arm swing down and hang idly in front of the muffler. I think I might stare, maybe gawk, then catch my bus and eat my triple meat sandwich. Then I wondered if a head swung down and started to stare at me. I decided that I would probably become uneasy at the least and throw up all over the freshly poured concrete sidewalk at the most. Nothing did happen and I was left to wonder what lie inside. I climbed the stairs of bus #900 - 70. The bus jerked and imbeciled out of park into what one might assume was drive, but in fact was labeled with a skull and crossbones. The bus driver wore her hair like a normal person which frightened me more than the hand-head scenario.  She turned and cracked a joke. That caught me off guard. Who knew that the
application to become a bus driver included a humor category. I have lived my entire life under the facade that bus drivers had to be old and/or creepy. Turns out they can be cool. Which is a lot cooler type of cool than school-bus driver school. For that I'm pretty sure you have to have lived in prison for at least three years to get that job. Not that I have ever thought about it....... On the straight road, which seemed to be a Zig-zag road with 90 degree angles when you close your eyes, Kathy related her disgust for the drunks that are commonplace on the Utah transit authoritative scene. She told us that she often stops extremely quickly when they are to be found aboard. "I'm sahwy, did someone fall off their seat?" Hahahaha. Can you imagine? I am right now. Haha. And now. Hehehe.
                                            Hangman-playingly,
                                                                         Kyle

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