Yes, I’ve run into all of these at once this last evening on the bus, including of course horny horny people hitting on chicks with no care of who is around them, listening.
First part, Idiots: Two guys got on the express bus to Chicago, which was announced that there’d be no stops along the way except for breaks in a couple places. They wanted to go to St. Paul…
they didn’t let anyone know this until about 15-20 minutes AFTER st. paul. Lovely. The bus driver drove back to St. Paul and dropped them off, setting the whole trip another half an hour later than it already was because the first bus was to overpacked for anyone else. These two bring me to my second person…
The mildly retarded. This is actually the person who coined the term ‘idiots’ for these two lovely people. He was quite loud in the fact that the trip was going to be set back quite a ways, and he was already fuming, because he’d have a heart attack if his feet weren’t elevated, they apparently swelled quite a bit. This guy was pretty intolerable, as was the kid sittin gnext to him who was a preppy brat from Park Rapids. Something like 10 earrings in his ears, all at the very bottom, though nothing garish or outmoded. And the brat called someone on his cell phone like 4 or 5 times….during the trip we traveled from 10PM to 5AM. That is why he’s in with the mildly retarded guy. And the fact that they both jabbered like monkeys with bladder problems thoughout the whole trip keeping me awake. My new seatmate also did this, but that was because he yawned a lot…thank goodness that it was just that, rather than the next person on my list…
The Drunk: A grizzled 50 year old(or so), with crutches, with a bad eye, haircut full of gray curls, leater vest on, camoflage duffel bag, and a stench of days old beer and old cigarrettes sat down practically on top of me. Didn’t say hello or anything, or give me a time to scoot over. So I had his intolerable mass sitting on me for the first 20 minutes of the trip. I was not in a pleasant mood at the time. Thankfully, when the idiots got off, and the retard started complaining, the drunk got up and took their seat. That is when the backpacker came up and sat. He was a pretty interesting guy, but a lot of his talk cetnered on bars and the women therein. That is why he is in the drunks section.
And that was the first Longer journey on greyhound! As I write this, I’m en route to Lafayette, where Shane and I will commiserate our stories of woe begotten greyhound trips over some tasty brews, and hopefully breakfast.
Oh yes…Valley Fair yesterday: went on all roller coasters except the yellow one that is shaped like a long U, even the wild thing, and also went up on the power tower. Once gotten used to it, it wasn’t that bad, but it isn’t something that I’ll make a special trip to do any time soon.
Regardless, time to go so sprint doesn’t catch me using their phone as a modem!
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