bus people thing. in yes i'm aware it's 2016.

So.uh yesterday well.The bus driver was kindof a jerk like he didn’t actually want to be a bus driver. he treated it as just a job instead of more than.

oh so when he got to the van i told him where my stuff was and he’s ‘what?’. my god.

So tonight.The bus driver who’s name i could’ve sworn was Jack or John.well he was nicer. he um.He was a bit fast.and eager and ok let’s do this thing. alrite man slow your roll.please.slow your roll.

So while we were waiting for the lady to show up he came to the back of the bus and sat and we talked which.no bus driver has ever done that before. I’m not like impolite or anything but w/ people i don’t know when we start a conversation I’m awkward untill I ease into it. I found out that he’d well he and his siblings had worked in their parents’ eatery. and that they were always around each other so it was like how can i miss you if you’re always here? kindof thing. and that he has 2 sons and a dog. I told him my sister & I get together once a wk. that she used to live in new york and I’d go and visit her and we always had a good time. and that my mom had grown up in her house her dad had built it. he [the bus driver i mean] was a bit more physical than i would’ve liked. not not.in a bad way.i just don’t like being touched.

so yeah. bus people stuff.