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Adventures in Public Transportation
Jun. 4th, 2009 07:07 pmOn the way into work this morning a cute cublet, resembling ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
alexjon but a size or two smaller and with darker hair, boarded at McCollum Park & Ride and sat in front of me. He had some sort of Escheresque woven tri-cornered tattoo surrounding the point of his elbow which was resting on the back of the seat, and carried what I thought was a bicycle helmet until he got up and revealed it to be a welder's face shield. On the side was a sticker which read "Don't make me break my probation". He spoke at some length to the driver and it appeared he'd boarded the wrong bus, as he obviously was headed into the portion of the Canyon Park office complex not served by the 106 bus (which alternates with the 105 at the top and bottom of the hour respectively).
Coming back I caught the 5:07 and sure enough they sent the short bus again. This time though nearly everyone managed to get a seat, except between Canyon Park and Thrasher's Corner. You would think that would be the one bus of the day that would require a standard 40-foot bus on this run, as the later buses haven't nearly the ridership and still get the standard bus. Oy. One fellow who boarded at Mike's Fitness (just north of Canyon Park) was kind of interesting to look at with a shaved head and bare arms full of ink. Most of the other passengers in the far back were boys in various shades of blond, except for one black kid darker thangmjambear.
As we passed the Columbia Athletic Club the thermometer out front registered 93 degrees. Retrieved the car at Mariner and picked up some groceries and a bottle to carry water or tea to work in my backpack. On the way back, the same thermometer was still at 91.
alexjon but a size or two smaller and with darker hair, boarded at McCollum Park & Ride and sat in front of me. He had some sort of Escheresque woven tri-cornered tattoo surrounding the point of his elbow which was resting on the back of the seat, and carried what I thought was a bicycle helmet until he got up and revealed it to be a welder's face shield. On the side was a sticker which read "Don't make me break my probation". He spoke at some length to the driver and it appeared he'd boarded the wrong bus, as he obviously was headed into the portion of the Canyon Park office complex not served by the 106 bus (which alternates with the 105 at the top and bottom of the hour respectively).Coming back I caught the 5:07 and sure enough they sent the short bus again. This time though nearly everyone managed to get a seat, except between Canyon Park and Thrasher's Corner. You would think that would be the one bus of the day that would require a standard 40-foot bus on this run, as the later buses haven't nearly the ridership and still get the standard bus. Oy. One fellow who boarded at Mike's Fitness (just north of Canyon Park) was kind of interesting to look at with a shaved head and bare arms full of ink. Most of the other passengers in the far back were boys in various shades of blond, except for one black kid darker than
gmjambear. As we passed the Columbia Athletic Club the thermometer out front registered 93 degrees. Retrieved the car at Mariner and picked up some groceries and a bottle to carry water or tea to work in my backpack. On the way back, the same thermometer was still at 91.
