The wheels on the bus...

When I was in grade school, I used to take the school bus home. The cheese mobile. Why do school buses have to look so ridiculous? With their orange shell and black stripe – looks like its trying to be a tiger but didn’t quite make it. If the bus ever stopped abruptly you’d bump your head on the back of the seat in front of you and end up with quite a bruise. I now take public transit (I’m moving up in the world!) and notice how different it really is. The seats are somewhat separated - no bench seating. It’s like giving everyone their own personal bubble. On the public transit we have so many options for sitting – forward facing, backward facing, sideways – and we can stand! We had a “NO STANDEES” sign at the front of our school bus (who knew that standees is a word). But on public transit no one speaks with each other unless they know them … where on the school bus we’d all band together to try to irk the driver. On public transit you have to pay attention to where you are going to make sure you don’t miss your spot where the school bus was so chauffeur like … you don’t even have to pull the chord to request the next stop. The driver always knows where to drop you off – what service!