So, Bus Tales is all about enjoying the journey (and/or making fun of it) but how can I do that when the bus smells like pee??? I might have to quit riding buses after the last Greyhound trip. The T is still serving up its standard fare of mediocrity, but the Greyhound went above and beyond for writing material. This last adventure was like a trip to R. Kelly's bedroom - a faint and then much stronger odor of urine permeated the air for the entire trip. Double eww. And closing the bathroom door didn't help.
Highlights? I had my own seat!?! There was a cute guy next across from me in a Kangol, although, was that a can of beer in his hand?? Whaaat?? I also saw someone sexting," LOL! Stop yourself, honey! You see what kind of trouble that got Weiner into...
No comments:
Post a Comment