On my lunchbreak today, I needed to go pay my electricity bill.
The spot where I park is a short bus ride from the hospital. We have a bus that runs every 15 minutes, and by some shot of luck, I caught it right before it was scheduled to leave. When I got on the bus, the driver was the only one on it, so I plopped down on the front seat and chatted with him until it was time to go.
Out of the corner of my eye, I catch someone sneaking up to the bus, like they’re trying to launch some sort of sneak attack. First, he dashes across the sidewalk and hides behind a tree. Then he scurries over and crouches behind the trashcan. Then, he zips over to the newspaper rack, and looks back and forth rather quickly. He finally makes his way to the bus door, where, instead of walking up the steps like a normal person, he jumps from the concrete to the top of the steps. :eek: I practically had a heart attack.
He sticks his hand in front of the bus driver, and shouts, “HEY!” The bus driver is not amused.
The guy walks allllllllll the way to the back of the bus. He plops down in the back seat, throws his hands in the air, and in a very staccato voice shouted, “WHEE!” He kind of sounded like Urkel trying to recite the Preamble to the Constitution. He repeated the “whee!” every 30 seconds or so, complete with the hands up in the air, as if he were on a roller coaster with very short drops. The bus driver looks up, says, “son, are you okay?” The man said, “yup!” Nothing more, nothing less. We finally left for the next stop.
About every 2 minutes during the drive to the next stop, there was a “WHEE!” I thought the bus driver was going to get up and smack him. We got to the next stop, where the guy got off the bus. I saw him run off, commando style, ducking in bushes and behind trash cans. People got on the bus, and we went to the next stop.
The second stop was about an eighth of a mile past the first stop. (Basically, you drive from one building, through a parking lot to the other end.) Who was there waiting to get on the bus? The “whee!” guy! He ran from one stop to the next, and got on the bus as if nothing had happened. The third stop was mine, and I’ll be danged if he didn’t “WHEE!” all the way there.
All in all, it was an extremely odd experience, and while it kind of freaked me out, I’m glad the guy enjoyed his bus ride so much.
