Leave us hanging why doncha? No fair…

Leave us hanging why doncha? No fair…

I’m wondering how this ranks with your other transit tales… and is it enough to make you re-consider your mode(s) of transportation?

Dude, this was by far the second weirdest transit experience I’ve ever had, but it still doesn’t make me want to buy another car, buy parking permits for it, insure it, fight traffic downtown and park it in the demolition derby parking lots near my office, and still have it get broken into. Hell, without the bus, I’d have to think of crap to write about, and who has time for that?
For the record, this ranks as weirdest transit tale. So far, anyway. Wish me luck.

Oh this already reminds me of an encounter that I should write about...so not only are you entertaining me but also inspiring me.

Hmmm...the mind reels with the possibilities. I’ll be anxious to see what happens.

i want to read the next part!
katrina has already touched me somehow. weird, possibly inappropriate touching, but touching nonetheless.
