I hate the bus.
I really, really hate the bus. It's not the commute I mind. If anything, the ride is like a little mental nap on the way to and from school. I hate the bus itself. The drivers are terrible. When they are not yelling at students, they are reading the newspaper (or talking on the phone, or watching movies, or smoking...). Let's not ignore the fact that most of the drivers lack the fundamental knowledge necessary to operate a bus. Each ride turns into a little game of Bumper Students, with everyone flying every which way. Gas is on the right, brake is on the left. i wouldn't trust most of the bus drivers on bicycles, yet here they are, schlepping me to and from campus on a twice-daily basis. Another reason I hate the bus is based purely on social reasons. Maybe it's just me, but I always seem to be running into people I could go without seeing ever again while riding or waiting for the bus. You know that one kid from that one class whose name you can never remember? What about that one boy you made out with at that random party and never spoke to again (true story)? The Bus Gods command that you make small talk the whole ride! Conversations about class and vacation plans NEVER get old! I ran into IdiotStick's roommates on the bus today. I was on the phone planning out the details for my trip to DC tomorrow, and so I was in my own little universe for the first ten minutes of the encounter (thank you, Jesus). However, I did have the good fortune of looking up in time to witness one of them jabbing a finger in my direction and mouthing "THAT'S HER!" Thanks, guys. How very inconspicuous. I kind of wanted to say hi to all of them just to make it really, really awkward, but then I realized that I would be encouraging the precise thing I claim to despise: mandated socialization. Let this be another reason why I am really excited to move away from Lafayette and back to Weinstein. Not only will my number of near-death experiences decrease exponentially, but awkward social encounters will return to exactly where they belong: the street.