It was a beautiful spring day.
I was heading out to catch the bus, that would take me to the next bus, then the train station.
I hated the busses!
I didn’t mind the train so much, in fact, I found it soothing yet stimulating.
The bus is just annoying and uncomfortable.
Usually.
This time turned out a little different.
I was waiting for bus #1 when my phone rang.
It was so loud!
Do you ever not realize how high you turned your ringtone up?
Until it embarrasses you while out in public.
It was my aunt Martha , she wanted to know what time i’de be arriving at the station in oak town.
As always, I explained that it depends on if the buses are running on time or not.
Once again I got the “ why don’t you get a car “
Lecture.
I could see the bus off in the distance at the stop light.
Aunti, Aunti !
I’ve got a go! The bus is coming!
She was still talking as I pressed the red button to hang up.