Distance makes the heart...

I know that there was no blog last week and I do apologize for that.  In all honesty, it was a boring week on the bus.  This Monday, however, was not.

The bus ride starts this afternoon when I entered the bus to a frightening face.  There was an old man sitting at the first seat as I rounded the corner.  He was peering through the bars with the creepiest grin on his face.  That, combined with the fact that he had long, white hair, made him look like a possessed Moses. It scared the crap out of me and, instinctively, I said, "Jesus".  I half thought he was going to reply back, "yes?".

I then look down the aisle for a seat and see this jewel:

If you have been following my blog, I am sure you can guess my thoughts on this.  If you haven't been following, its time to start.  This guy is unbelievable! Go ahead and make yourself comfy there Princess...can we get you anything? Pillow? Cocktail?  Whatever you need, this is your bus and we are just privileged to be on it.  UN-FREAKING-REAL!  To top it all off, the buss was rather full and Princess Fat Ass was taking up 3 seats.  Wouldn't even move for a woman and her child...and who says chivalry is dead?!

I was fuming at this point and the rest of the bus ride consisted of the usual:

• guy playing loud music on the bus, followed by the bus driver yelling
• a guy in a wheelchair and old fatigues gets on...he doesn't need a wheelchair
• a crazy guy gets on the bus and starts ranting about how he is the best bus rider cause he always waits for people to get off before getting on...sure

Oh Monday...how you never disappoint