My brain....it's melting....

Three weeks of vacation is over *sigh* but on the plus side I do have some new stories to tell. After only one day? Yes. What'd ya expect? Me to have a normal day at work? I've learned that this is near impossible for me.

First this little old woman gets on my bus and immediately starts lecturing me about all of my tattoos saying that it's wrong and immoral, yadda, yadda, yadda. The main point of her rant was the fact that it's scientifically proven (she made it up) that the ink from tattoos will seep into the brain causing the person's reaction time to slow so incredibly that it would be a miracle if I were still able to drive a bus in two years.

During rush hour traffic a bmw ended up sitting in the middle of an intersection where I was waiting to make a left hand turn. A few impatient passengers asked me why I didn't just go around him. My response: it's basic physics people. There is no possible way I can make this turn without hitting both the car and the lampstand. Since he was blocking all traffic, I honk at him and motion for him to go through the intersection. He ignores me. One passenger piped up "they must have been handing out drivers licenses when you spend over 50,000 dollars on a car"!

A short while later, I was driving in the left hand lane beside a right hand ONLY turning lane. As I cross the intersection, I put on my indicator and move over to the bus stop. One car decided that he didn't need to obey traffic laws and proceeded to drive straight instead of turning like he was supposed to. Naturally, I cut him off. I'm bigger, he wasn't obeying the law and quite frankly he deserved it. Of course he honked; probably gave me the finger as well. No big deal, it's all part of driving a bus. But then he switched lanes, PARKED his car next to me and layed on his horn. What did I do? What any girl would do in that situation...blew him a kiss! It worked, he got even more pissed off and drove away while I didn't ruin my professional image by flipping him the bird.

A drag queen then gets on my bus and let me tell you, he was gorgeous! He tells me that my make up is better than any girl or guy's he has ever seen in the city! It made my night! Not even two seconds later a homeless man proposed to me. I swear I've had more marriage proposals than britney spears...too bad they're all from bums!

Finally my shift is over and I'm on my way back to the yard. As I'm merging onto one of the many bridges in the city, the poles come off the wire. Now this is very possibly the most dangerous spot in the whole city to have to get out of a bus and put the poles back up. Luckily there was another bus behind me that managed to block a lot of the traffic. Some cars still made it through though. Let me tell you, putting poles up while trying to avoid getting hit by cars doing more than 70kms is not fun. Luckily, I survived and am able to tell the story.

The end.