Humor-filled observations (with the occasional rant) about life (usually mine), love (or lack thereof) and the pursuit of happiness from someone who is constantly told she dances to the beat of a different drummer (I prefer dancing to marching which is just one of the many reasons I would make a horrible soldier). Enjoy!

Friday, January 2, 2009

What Nascar Drivers Do When They Retire

Okay, I am not a Nascar fan by any means, but I think I've figured out what they do when they retire... they become city bus drivers! Good gravy! Those who have read my previous blogs will know all about the fact that I am now riding the bus in an effort to save money. Well, little did I know when I made the switch to the bus just how exciting it would be! I thought, "Okay, I'm sure the other passengers will make some trips interesting" (I have ridden the bus before after all), but I did not expect the drivers themselves to spice up what would otherwise be a monotonous ride. Sure, you have your safe drivers, but then you get the ones like today...yikes! They're the ones that you had better find your seat quick or else you're going to be flying down the aisle as he or she puts the pedal to the metal! Although that can make for some interesting introductions to your fellow passengers.

Today the driver had plenty of lead in his foot as he barreled through red lights, whipped around corners, and stomped on the brakes. For a moment, I almost forgot I was on the bus and not on some thrill ride at Six Flags Magic Mountain! Actually, at one point as he sped around a corner I felt like throwing my hands up in the air and going, "Weeeeeeeeeeee!". Yeah, that would have gone over real well. I could just see that appearing on the local news: "And today transit authorities transported a passenger to the local psych ward for going wee, wee, wee all the way home!" It's pretty sad that the bus is the closest I'll get to an amusement park any time soon. Oh, well.

There are a couple of good things about riding with these insane drivers: 1) It's a great way to get your prayer time in and 2) I've almost got Psalm 23 memorized especially "Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil..." Okay, so technically I've been getting the same benefits riding with my grandma. Hmmm... maybe she should put her experience to use and become a city bus driver. I've always thought her last name was secretly Andretti... I think she would fit right in!

In the meantime, if you're looking for a cheap thrill, ride the bus! It'll change your life (or at least your hair color). :-D

1 comment:

Karla said...

LOL!! This really made me laugh.