i had a cigarette with a bus driver while cruising one of the busy routes, that was fun. i have seen people reminisce to no one in particular about old thanksgiving day parades, loudly, for the entire bus to enjoy.

and there was the greyhound guy- he sat in front of me with his seat reclined and right about the time i was going to ask him to move it up he reached for the back of his head cushion to relax and i noticed that he had “fuck you” tattooed across his fingers. i sat the whole ride with the back of his seat practically in my lap.

oh, i could go on and on and on. i think brighton is absolutely sane compared to the D. but some pissy woman talking into her plastic bag is nuts-o and, you are right, whether it is the big issue people or the loony sitting next to you, they never respect the unwritten headphone rule.