Ode to Bus Stop Rants
Bus stop rants… There is so much to say about these wonderful yet pointless necessities of public transportation but words cannot begin to describe them. If you have ever ridden a bus, you probably know what I’m talking about.
Yes, that drunk guy with the greasy hair and the long beard truly makes the bus experience worthwhile. First, there is some great entertainment while waiting for a bus or even while you’re on one. Also, there is some great knowledge to be learned from these inspirational transients. One of my favorites was this man I was sitting across from on the 34.
“Don’t talk to me, don’t touch me, it’s against United States Law … It has been known to cause assault and even murder … It’s like me coming up to you saying hello and you shooting me with a shotgun.”
At first I thought he was talking to some woman but when she got off the bus, he kept going. I still have no idea what “it” was.
There was another one today while I was sitting, waiting to catch the 150 home. I was listening to music so I couldn’t quite make out what he was saying. I could pick out a couple things though. “THIS IS CALIFORNIA MAN!! … Man, they already **mumble off** why the @#$% do they want to get married?!?!” I could only wonder if he was talking about homosexual marraige. This man was especially inebriated, not only could I smell the beer from where I was sitting +15 feet away, he was smoking, and not just tobacco.
Anyways, bus rides would not be bus rides without these important men and women that make up the wonderful experience that is ranting on public transportation. By the way, here is the bus stop.