Ok, so I see my bus roll up to the stop and it pauses. Sweet. I start running (with back pack on my back and a crockpot and soup in a tupperware in a tote on my right side) and feeling hopeful because the bus hasnt started moving yet. I feel lucky because the pedestrian light has come on for me to run across the street. The bus starts rolling. Noooo!!!!! I run faster. The bus slowly rolls. I hear someone yell out their car window, I tried to get him to stop for you shrugging an oh well because the bus keeps rolling. I yell Thanks! and to my sweet surprise the bus stops. Yay! The driver opens the door and smiles and says good morning. Although frantic and completely out of breath, I smiled back and said, Bless your heart. And whoever the driver of the car was, bless your heart. Thats my story for the morning.
Posted on: Wed, 23 Oct 2013 12:58:37 +0000
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