The lot at the bus depot was practically full this morning. That’s a sure sign that the senior citizens did a field trip today. They regularly meet at the transit district’s lot to take off on their little adventures. I'm really not opposed to these activities. Generally, I think they're great. It's just today, their sense of timing really bites it! New rule: Take the seniors bowling (or whatever) on weekends.
To make matters worse, it was raining. To make matters even worse, Weird (of the Brothers Weird, whom I now think is actually stranger than his twin, Weirder) has a driver’s license. Is this not proof that Illinois will give a license to absolutely anyone?
He was parked in an end spot and next to one of the only available spaces on the lot. Even though he had at least a foot of clearance on his driver’s side, his back passenger tire was planted firmly along the line separating it from the vacant space. It took some careful navigation on my part to squeeze between the idiot’s car and fellow bus-rider Paula’s muscliin’ lime green Mustang. But I managed it. New rule: Idiots can't have end spots.
The bus itself is like a refrigerator car. Great combination with my half-damp self. Ice may form! Let’s hope I don’t start my vacation days off with a cold! And, to add a cherry to the icing that is already the cake of this morning: Weird is at the front of the bus, regularly turning around to stare at me. Grrrrrr! New rule: The temperature of the bus cannot be more than 15 degrees below or above the outside temperature except during winter months.
The rest of the day can only get better, right?