Literally Chasing The Bus
This morning went better than most mornings. I dreamt a story that actually made sense, had it stopped by the sound of the radio going off at 5:51 AM, brushed my teeth, shaved a perfect shave with a new razor (no burns!) got dressed, ate a bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios, got my bag, and left. Everything perfect. Got my cash, my mp3, wallet, ID, everything.
So I'm walking to the bus stop, the usual people are there, and a few more considering its raining (thankfully not as hard as it was yesterday) I am less than 25 feet away. The bus pulls in, everyone gets in, I'm running, the bus leaves.
NO. The story isn't over.
A man in his car witnessed my run for the bus.
"Hey, where's the next stop?"
"This was the last one."
"Oh man."
"But there is a traffic light a quarter-mile up the highway."
"You sure it'll be a red light?"
"Its always a red light."
"Alright, get in."
We drive up, the bus is inching closer ad closer to the light. Luckily the thrid lane formed and the cars in front of us moved out of the second lane (which we were on) and we got to the point where we were a car away. I thanks the man plenty, got out, and ran over to the bus. I knocked on the window. Though I didn't understand the movement of his hands, my sister did once I got back home.
He had the index finger going side to side, the 'safe' call you see in baseball, and with both hands pointed down moving up and down.
Translation: 'Not safe here'
The bus drove off as the green light went up and the cars in front moved. I watched the bus go off in the distance and disappear going slightly downhill.
"(ADD GROUP OF SWEARS HERE)"
So its raining, the back of my pants at the bottom are wet from puddles in the break-down lane I'm walking in, and its a quarter-mile walk back to my apartment.
During my walk, first thing that popped up,"Hey, I got a story for my blog."
Plus I could listen to the radio on my mp3.
Get home, told my mom not to give me any crud and told the story, decided to sty home, slept until 1, and two hours later, I made this entry. Its 3:11 PM, and a pretty funny start to a Friday.
Song of the Day at 7 or sooner...
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