Just Another Normal Day

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Today a woman got on the bus,

She wasn't quite like the rest of us...

She smelled of cookies but looked like dough...

and the fat bitch almost crushed my toe...

Public transportation sucks at the best of times, but put a busload of people, dressed in warm, hot winter clothing, on a wet and cold snowy day, with the heater on the bus blasting, making the whole place smell like a wet dog, and then... A woman, who if you painted her ass yellow and painted two red dots on there, would look like a school bus from behind, waddles on the bus banging into people and stepping on peoples feet as she goes along... She couldn't help but tramp on other peoples feet, because she hasn't seen her own feet for years, and has no idea where they are or where they are going.

That was the start of my early morning. I guess it could have been worse, I could have been wearing sandals, instead of the steel-toed work boots I had on. Speaking of that, does anyone know how to take dents out of steel-toed work boots? 

Since it was a cold and wet snow day, the bus was full to capacity, mainly because many people have finally realized they have no idea how to drive in the snow and have taken to bus travel on days like this. Not  just because they can't drive in snow, but
because they can't afford the high insurance premiums after having a stream of accidents each winter.

Anyway, I got to my designated arrival point and made my way to my friends' house. He and I had a house to check out. By checking out I mean whether or not he and I would take on what work the owners had in mind. It was about a 40-minute drive and after hauling in the driveway, we knew before going inside they would be looking for another crew. Since we were already there, we did go inside and have a look. Yup, they'll be looking for someone else to take on this bad boy. 

So once again off we went for another 40 minutes drive for the return trip through the snow. We had another job on the go, so at least we had something to do for the rest of the day. This was another of those jobs from hell, which was started by someone else who shouldn't have started it in the first place. This happens quite often, people take on work they can't really do, thinking to watch a 30 minute YouTube video and they'll have no problem. After the homeowner realizes this and eventually fires them, they have to call in people who do know what they are doing, and it costs them double to have it finished.

I arrived home around 5:30 this evening, feeling tired, and a little older than normal, and the snow, even after it falling and making the city look clean for at least a little while, didn't make me feel much better. I guess some days, and we all have them I'm told, we just want to sit down and tune out our surroundings, and hope that later we arrive at a better place in our mind.

The Should Have Been Comedian?

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So on any given day, I take two or four buses, depending on where it is I have to get to. Now contrary to popular belief, I am a people person. When I'm at a bus stop waiting, and someone walks up to the stop, my usual reaction is to say Hello! Some return the greeting, and some ignore as if deaf and dumb. If saying Hello is hard for you, I feel sorry for you. 

Most days the buses run pretty well on time, and if you take the bus as often as I do, you don't have to stand around too long and wait, mainly because you know the schedule. It comes in handy this time of year when it's so dayum cold out, the less time standing and waiting, the less time you have to freeze and end up pissing icicles when you get home. 

The Comedian

Yesterday I had to go to a job site and finish a little sanding. The entire process took me 20 minutes, the trip there and back took 2 1/2 hours. On my return trip, I was standing at the bus stop, and there was a middle-aged couple waiting there as well. I gave my usual "Hi!" and was ignored, so I stood there silently waiting for the bus. As I stood there, a woman approached the bus stop and stood beside me. All at once she began a bit of chatter, asking me how long the bus would be, and where did I have to go. Now usually I don't receive this sort of attention and it took me off guard, although I will admit it was very nice to have someone to talk to while waiting instead of standing there like a statue.

She told me her baby sister was actually at the bus terminal writing a test to become a bus driver! She then started telling jokes to me. One right after another, and they were funny too! She also told me a little of her family and concentrated mostly on her young nieces and nephew. She was very funny and very pleasant, and the wait for the bus didn't seem to be that bad, although it was colder than a witches tit out. 

Meanwhile, the other couple that had been waiting for the bus had moved a little further away from the two us, which by the way, we were laughing away and having a great time. Maybe they thought we were waiting for the "special bus" and they should keep their distance. Anyway, we paid them no mind and continued with our conversation, and her with her funny stories and jokes. 

It's so nice to have someone to talk to at times, because of most times, this is what you see at the bus stop... Zombies texting and no acknowledgment of their surroundings...

Finally, the bus arrived, and she and I entered laughing. She sat down in front, and since there was a lack of seating there, I moved on toward the back, but not before wishing her a great day, and telling her I hoped her baby sister did well on her test. A very nice lady, a nice lady indeed! Maybe the next time I take that same route I'll be lucky enough to run into her again!

Waiting for the Bus