ah the bus
I'm sure those days when I decide to take an alternate bus route for no good reason are either hit or miss, but today was, well, a sad hit.
the best part of the muni portion of the ride (sorry salim) was that the old lady (white hair, fat, bad quilted coat thing) obviously reeked of booze (at 8am) and thought the gum she was chomping was covering it up (doubt she even noticed the awful rotten smoke smell oozing from every pore). fifteen Tenneseean conference attendees got on the bus (well, it seemed like fifteen) - reeking of cologne and perfume - the pathetic fat old booze hound made gestures like she was irritated by their smell. of all things, even the raging drunk old black men on the 6 tolerate other people's stinks. This lady was making two of her own (not to mention the wafting bad kharma all around her).
upside of the whole thing was I found a faster way to get to work on PT, albeit 1.5 dollars more expensive.
the best part of the muni portion of the ride (sorry salim) was that the old lady (white hair, fat, bad quilted coat thing) obviously reeked of booze (at 8am) and thought the gum she was chomping was covering it up (doubt she even noticed the awful rotten smoke smell oozing from every pore). fifteen Tenneseean conference attendees got on the bus (well, it seemed like fifteen) - reeking of cologne and perfume - the pathetic fat old booze hound made gestures like she was irritated by their smell. of all things, even the raging drunk old black men on the 6 tolerate other people's stinks. This lady was making two of her own (not to mention the wafting bad kharma all around her).
upside of the whole thing was I found a faster way to get to work on PT, albeit 1.5 dollars more expensive.
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