A Foggy Day In D-Town

It started out as a brisk walk in the fog to the bus stop and the worry that the bus would pass me by due to the thick fog but it didn't thankfully. I froze for about 10 minutes and I boarded, said my hellos and made my way to the back of the bus. There was a guy zoned out with headphones on across from me. It didn't last long because shortly after I sat down he went into the, "this is a kick ass song mode" and was tapping his feat and gyrating in his seat - basically dancing like he was at a nightclub. It was quite amusing to watch and put a smile on my face. I should note that he had his eyes closed the whole time.

The fog was really slowing the traffic down to a crawl and apparently the bus driver ticked off a driver in the center lane because he cut right in front of the bus and slowed to a 2 mph crawl. When the traffic on the left cleared the bus driver got over and the car driver flipped us the bird.
bus rides = entertainment

I'M A LISTENER - Patrick Sharpe

On the way into work I ended up standing near the front of the bus. I got sized up by a man standing up front as well. He asked me where I worked - I told him and he jumped to the conclusion that I made six figures at which point I set him straight. He immediately proceeded to tell me about his business idea in GREAT detail for the whole 1/2 hour ride downtown. The man was obviously working on his business pitch with me. That evening a couple of regular riders who happened to witness my skill in listening were razzing me about my situation. All in fun.
Bus rides = entertainment

A Crappy Story to share with you...

Well, I am officially back on the bus! After almost four months of being laid off, I am back. Not at the same pay rate, and certainly not back where I was at, but I guess I should not complain.

Anyhow, back to the present. I had a rather uneventful bus ride this morning. I rode the Gratiot run because I have a funeral to go to on that side of town tonight. I got off the bus and walked down Randolph to the corner of Congress. There is a bench there that a homeless person sometimes occupies (which, by the way, how are they going to fine the homeless for not carrying health insurance?). What was there to greet me?

Three large piles of human feces (aka shit). Nice way to start the day. I'll be crossing the street from now on. Interesting that it is right across the street from the Wayne County Building (aka Coleman A. Young Municipal Building).