26 January 2010

Dear Bus Driver

We're like old friends, you and I. I ride your bus every night. I am friendly and respectful towards you, and I always thank you when I get off your bus. Every night, I wish you a good evening, despite the fact that you always seem to try to get away from me.

(source: Google Images)

Although I love riding your bus, I do have one request: Could you please, please, not screech off and leave behind a trail of dust whenever you see me running down 5th Avenue? I know you saw me running, because it appeared as though you stepped on the gas pedal as soon as you saw me. I swear on all things Holy that I will make it my business to be at the bus stop on time, but could you please not speed away when I'm only two seconds from the door? I don't expect you to wait for me, but you don't exactly have to pull out of the stop as though you're running from the police.

Thanks.

Your faithful passenger.

6 comments:

  1. Oh, does he really? Hope the bus driver gets to read your blog! :-)

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  2. LOL...Bastard....you should bribe him with donuts!

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  3. somebody on the bus should have been looking out for you, and yelled "whoa" to the bus driver. stop. stop.
    i would have done that for you.

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  4. I always hated missing the bus when I was a little kid growing up on the rez. Every day was like being Forest Gump. "Can't sit here." How I loathed getting on last. I guess they have a schedule to keep. Maybe it was a substitute driving that day. :P

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  5. Amen!

    I'd wait for you.

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