Public Transportation, Part 2

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One day while waiting for the bus back to the Park & Ride, there was this guy. No, not “this guy,” just a guy.

He got on the bus at the same stop as me and he was on his cell phone at the stop. Talking loudly. When he got on the bus, I thought surely, he would either hang up with the person obviously agitating him, or at the very least tone down the conversation. He did neither.

The bus was extraordinarily full that day and I had to move to the almost the back of the bus – one row of seats between me and the long back seat. Which is where the incredible “Obnoxious Man,” so even though listening to a podcast, I could still hear him.

He said to the person on the other end gems suck as, “You still owe me. I have fronted you over and over again and I still haven’t been paid back,” “fuck you, when am I going to get my money?” Eventually – about half way to the park & ride he hung up.

I was thinking to myself, “Oh my gosh, he’s a meth dealer, or crack, or something.” It wasn’t pot since you can get that legally here in Colorado. Maybe a pimp.

And within an instant after hanging up, I could smell it. He just hit his pot vape pen. Eventually the entire bus smelled it, too. Even the bus driver. He pulled over the bus like a mad parent with rowdy kids and walked down the aisle trying to find out where the smell came from.

He looked at me and I pointed to the back and heard this exchange:

Bus Driver:  “There’s no smoking allowed in the bus.”

“Obnoxious Man”: “I’m not smoking. Do you see any smoke? I don’t.”

Bus driver: “I can smell it.”

“Obnoxious Man:” “Smell what? I have a joint in my hand that I haven’t that I haven’t smoked yet.”

Bus Driver: “You can’t smell it if it hasn’t been smoked.”

The bus driver walked back towards the front of the bus and “Obnoxious Man” said under his breath, “I guess he’s going to kick me out in the middle of nowhere.” So, he started walking his martyred self towards the front.

Just as the he started walking, the bus driver pulled out kind of in a hurry and “Obnoxious Man” fell right on his ass. I and the rest of the back of the bus just laughed.

What a ride home, I tell you.

At any rate, stay tuned for the next installment of “Public Transportation.” The next one is going to be about the “Baying at the Moon Woman.” I’m excited!

 

Have a great day!

-Cindy

Public Transportation, Part 1

I recently took a new position in downtown Denver that I am super excited about! Trouble is, it’s downtown, and I live in a little suburb.

One other thing about working downtown – parking. It’s never free, and it’s always crowded lots anyhow – had to squeeze into my car door the other day because an Audi was parked way too close. Sorry about that ding and the smudge of red paint on your brand new car. I do drive in on Wednesdays.

At any rate, the alternative is driving 10 miles to a park & ride to catch the bus. My company pays for public transportation. Yay!

So, other than Wednesdays, I hop on the bus to get to downtown and walk the 6 blocks to get to my office – rain, sleet, or snow.

When I’m on the bus, I put on my headphones and listen to True Crime podcasts to avoid talking to anybody and to not hear anything from anybody. I’m kind of rude like that.

BUT, sometimes I still hear people talking, and sneezing, or coughing, laughing too loud, howling at the not quite full moon…

So, for the next few posts, I will share some of my most vivid memories this far on the public transportation adventure….

Stay tuned for Part 2 – Coming soon!

 

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