Highs and lows...well mostly lows of the evening

To the man who ran up behind the bus while I was at a stop and placed a firecracker on the back of the bus. I saw you. You were trying to be sneaky but I have mirrors, I can see when someone suddenly disappears behind the bus and then runs away laughing. Thank you. You scared the shit out of me when it went off half a block later and you broke my license plate light. Douche bag!!


To the man who fell onto the bus. I asked if you were okay. You said yes and patted my shoulder. Well, I'm assuming that's what you intended to do. Actually you patted my chest. I'll let it slide as you were drunk and you probably didn't realise what you were doing but for future reference, I don't appreciate being groped by men forty years older than me.



To the woman standing beside the tree trying to flag me down. I think you were a little confused as to what constitutes as a bus stop. A bus stop consists of a pole with a sign that says "Bus stop". This definition does not include trees, no parking signs, street corners, the middle of the street or lampposts (unless it does have a bus stop sign attached to it). Next time walk to the nearest stop as I don't have time to stop at every tree in the city!



To the man who told me to drive faster because he was late for work yesterday on account of my driving. A bus is not a race car. I'll drive the speed limit and when I get to a timing point, I'll leave when I'm scheduled to leave. If you're schedule's so tight why don't you try taking the bus before me, or a taxi or drive yourself? Oh and by the way, I was right on schedule yesterday just as I was today!