My morning bus ride was a nightmare. As the doors slid open I got a whiff of something foul. Then it got stronger as I got on and stayed strong as the ride progressed. Some buses ride worse than others and this morning’s bus was particularly jerky and bumpy. So that mixed with the smell of fresh diarrhea made it unfun. The look on people’s faces as they walked on was a mixture of disgust and surprise. It looked like they were about to jump out the windows. One man made a particularly bad face and I thought he was about to retch ( which wouldn’t have helped with the smell). I attempted to open a window but those windows are dumb and I missed the air flow. It was blowing all the fresh air on the people behind me. Then the bus driver didn’t stop at the stop right before my stop. So it threw off my rhythm and I had to get off at the next stop. Now that’s no big deal it’s only means I had to walk farther which made me a tad late. Nothing too bad, only a couple of minutes which doesn’t affect my timesheet so it doesn’t matter. But man that was not a great way to start the day.
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I’m sorry for your bad start, my love. But just think, you’ll be seeing ME on friday! yay! (and you were in my dream last night … teehee)