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How to ride the bus for free

May 15th, 2007 · 13 Comments

I was wrong about the Lump—I still have it for another 6 days. Apparently, getting rid of it will not be as easy as tooth-drilling, although the surgeon seemed really excited about how perfectly accessible it is and made it sound like this will be a snap for him. Good. Unfortunately, it’ll require sedation, and I can’t eat all day beforehand or take any Advil all week (damn! There goes my shin splints management routine) or drink the night before (damn! There goes my weekend) and I am required to have an accompanier who will drive me to and from the appointment, because they will refuse to let me go home on the bus when I’m high as a kite.

Speaking of the bus—I normally keep my monthly pass in the ID window in my wallet, since it’s the thing in there that I use most. But today, the doctor’s office needed a copy of my driver’s license and when I put it back, I accidentally placed it on top of my bus pass. I didn’t notice that my pass wasn’t visible until THREE BUS RIDES LATER, confirming my long-standing suspicion that bus drivers don’t actually look at what I show them. As long as you do it with confidence, you could probably display a flaming pile of poo and they’d give you a ride.

Tags: Life

13 responses so far ↓

  • 1 Natalie B // May 15, 2007 at 4:26 pm

    ooo… look at me, I’m first!!

    flamming pile of poo!!! woot!!!!

    I’m leaving for Holland in three days! yaayy!

  • 2 thinlizzy // May 15, 2007 at 4:37 pm

    I think getting looped up and riding the bus sounds like a lot of fun. But, I suppose there are some liability issues and whatnot.

  • 3 Boo // May 15, 2007 at 7:11 pm

    I am so glad they have that policy.

    I’ve been away but I jus read down a bit. And this is the weird in me for sure, but I saw those pics and got the cleaning yen like mad. I cannot help it. I disorder with patterns and want to organize it. If I were there I would send you out for coffee to let me free to clean that crib.

    Tracker plant looks healthy!

  • 4 James Cooper // May 15, 2007 at 7:45 pm

    Yeesh, I go on an extended blog reading hiatus and you go and get mysterious tongue lumps requiring surgery. Everything crazy has to happen when I’m not around…

  • 5 Boo // May 15, 2007 at 10:14 pm

    ryc: Yes, seriously. There are my type all over though. You probably have one as a friend. Find the one who puts things in order and invite them over. They will not be able to help themselves.

    OH good lord. I love those boys AND I love my quiet house too :-)

  • 6 TimsHead // May 16, 2007 at 3:53 am

    More proof that mass transit is more trusting, communal and friendly.

  • 7 Lori // May 16, 2007 at 6:11 am

    I think riding the bus all day, high, might be fun. Especeially around here in Dallas, Texas. Imagine if you stayed on the same bus all day…the variety of people you would see. Hmmm…might be a fun family activity this weekend! rofl.
    My daughter got a “theft of services” ticket because she didn’t have a bus pass, but they didn’t ask for it for 10 minutes down the road. They should have asked her at the door and not let her on!

  • 8 Coccinella // May 16, 2007 at 7:12 am

    Thanks for your comment - good luck with your lumpectomy.

  • 9 fern_forest // May 16, 2007 at 3:28 pm

    if anyone can display a flaming pile of poo with confidence, it is you. or me. let’s both do it.

    based on my own experiences, i’m going to have to go with the doc on making you find a ride home. i’ve been post-surgery high as a kite a few times. it ain’t no time to be trying to find nothin’ - no home, no bus pass, no flamin’ pile o’ poo.

  • 10 thinlizzy17 // May 17, 2007 at 7:15 am

    ryc: In fact we are huge fans of Arrested Development. However, we had Buster before that show was on, so that part is a coincidence. When we got the new cat, we thought about naming it GOB if it was a boy (and because I have a huge crush on Will Arnett), but that didn’t seem to fit. So, lucky us when it seemed to be a girl. Lucille is a good cat name, and it’s pretty clear she pushes Buster around, so it sort of fits.

  • 11 Boo // May 17, 2007 at 9:34 pm

    ryc: I get what you’re saying and yeah! I know there have to be some regret their perfect one liner that just won’t die. And I know most people don’t want to be pigeon holed but every so often there is one. I think it’s fear based. It was for me.

    You are the last person I would think would be afraid of putting yourself out there though. I remember the camp sleeping bag on stage story. And where that person may change it has been proven that the awesome stuff resides within her! :-)

  • 12 Lynn // May 21, 2007 at 7:25 pm

    I out of the loop. Tongue lumps? Yikes, that sounds hideous. Hope you pull out of it okay.

    I haven’t ridden a bus in years. The subway, yes. Bus, no.

    Lynn

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