Wanted My Name

I walked up to my bus stop this morning and a woman I've seen one time before asked me if the busses have generally been on time. I told her they have within a few minutes. She asked for my name and I gave her my first name. She wanted to be sure I was a regular bus patron and asked if she could have my last name so I could be a witness for when she goes to court over the bus not being on time. I told her I'd rather not. The 560 was pulling up and she got on it.
Bus rides are entertaining.

Straw beer rita

Sitting across from a couple of young women and one is drinking a straw-beer-its at 8:00 a.m. with Doritos and grandma's cookies. Breakfast of champions.