Wednesday, March 14, 2012

I'm currently waiting at a super disgusting stop; it smells like fish, cigarette butts and sunflower seed shells cover the sidewalk around it, and the covered benched is dirty and graffitied. The two punks I'm waiting with are creepy looking. Hurry up, stupid bus! On the 31, and I have just learned that the buses are being taught to say more things. Usually, there is a voice that announces upcoming intersections and says "stop requested" but this one keeps saying, "when exiting the bus, please use rear door." I have been saying that for years.

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