The bus scares me.
If you don’t know what you’re doing, you could easily wind up making a 45-minute commitment to State Street.
Let’s get one thing straight: I don’t know what I’m doing.
So when my high-performance vehicle (Weathercycle) malfunctioned yesterday (flat tire), I began to hate my life and dragged the reluctant Weatherass over to the bus loop crap shoot.
Naturally, I was about to board the Buellton Express when two friendly bus veterans intervened and guided me to the right bus.
We took the I.V. bus home together, and they even let me simulate the stop cord’s “ding” noise because of some confusion with Bus Driver Lynn.
Thank you, bus veterans.
Thursday’s forecast: Ding!