Bus Musings 5

So the bus is really busy. I think it's because the weather is so bad, but the guy behind me is convinced it's because "so many people missed the bus when it was cancelled, so they're using it now". Maybe he's right, or maybe he's a spastic...we'll never know.

Jack Black and Meatloaf's love child just got on the bus. This is a big day for humanity. We all knew he existed, but seeing him in person is a big achievement. Especially in Dundee on the 17 of a Sunday morning. I'd ask for a photo, but he'd give me a witty remark or burst into an epic ballad. I'm quite tempted now.

A semi attractive girl just got on the bus; she looks so out of place with the rest of us.

A junkie just ran in front of the bus at a red light. He's shouting at the driver, because 'he's been chasing the bus for five minutes'. I know he's lying, because I've only been on the bus for four minutes and never saw him running. I also know he's lying because of his junkie face. You know what I mean. He even has the hair cut. I wonder where junkies get their hair done. Do they just ask for the 'ravished by heroin' look, or does it come naturally? Again, we'll never know.

On the subject of not knowing, I think somebody should tell the appropriately haired junkie where he is. I like that they have a uniform.