Tales from Metro

When I first arrived in Seattle I never imagined I'd be a regular bus commuter. I have not driven to work in more than a year and my new favorite hobby is blogging about my bus expierences.

I almost need to start a blog of bus tales alone. There are some awfully ... oh whats the word for it... creative... yes we'll use creative for all intensive purpouses.. any ways, there are some awfully creative people on the bus and I feel like I run into all of them or like they target me in some way.

I am currently blogging from my cell phone (technology is beautiful) and as I click away on my keypad there is a lady infront of me sitting on the outside seat so no one is able to sit with her, and she is fighting with a crazy old lady about letting the crazy old lady sit down. They keep shouting smart ass remarks back and forth and it's taking everythingin me not to bust out laughing. The crazy old lady just stomped her feet like a two year old and tattled to the bus driver. The bus driver, who barley speaks english is shushing the crazy old lady and telling her to take a seat. The crazy old lady finally gives in and sits in a side ways seat that "will make me sick" as she prevoiusly shouted.

Perhaps its just the crazy old lady's pet peeve when people hog seats or maybe the side seats do make her ill. either way it's 100% pure entertainment for the rest of us.

Thank you for enjoying another 'tale from metro... Abby