My days walking to work are over. (for now)
The crisp fall air in the morning has me seeking cover in my friendly city bus.
I now take the bus to work. Let me tell you, the first couple of times had me all up in arms. Who knew you actually had to pull the cord hard enough, it has to make a sound…. Stop requested.
Ten blocks past my stop later, in the rain, I learned my lesson.
I’ve learned my afternoon bus is always late. By five or six minutes.
One time it never even showed up?
However, the stumbling blocks are over and I’m having a love affair with the bus.
Where else can I eavesdrop on my fellow commuter’s supper? Multiple days in a row I was privy to whether or not this guy is going to eat the squirrel in his freezer…. it has become a heated debate between himself and two female fellow riders….
I’ve yet to learn how the squirrel became a resident in his freezer ….. eagerly hoping this detail comes to light on the next ride.
I’m ready for any and all future overheard sessions… Bring on the morning, or afternoon, comedy.
All jokes aside, know where you should be taking the bus to? Kyatchi. For Ramen Mondays. (no squirrel included)
$13 for ramen and a beer, I’m there!
Have you been?
If not, lets go! I’ll take the bus 😉